I have mentioned my dreams here in the past. I seldom recall them when I wake up, but the ones I do recall usually have a trans theme.
Over the years, my dreams have gone through a few stages.
The first stage, which lasted for many years were dreams about getting dressed en femme or trying to get dressed en femme and not being able to do so because something prevented me or because I woke up before I was dressed.
The second stage, which lasted a year or so were dreams about getting dressed en femme, then going out and encountering friends and family, who approved of my dressing.
The third stage, which has lasted for years are dreams where I am dressed all the time, that is, I do not get dressed in the dream, rather I am dressed as a woman from the get-go. Getting dressed is not part of these dreams because I am living as a woman full-time or I am a woman in these dreams (it is unclear which is the case).
My dream themes are random everyday occurrences that any woman may encounter. I am a woman full-time in my dreams experiencing those random everyday occurrences.
For example, once I dreamed I was back in college during final exams, unprepared as usual. With only 15 minutes to go before my Psychology course final exam started, I was out on the campus scrambling between buildings trying to find an exam schedule because I forgot where my exam was taking place.
At one point, I dumped the contents of my white pocketbook on the ground and rifled through each of its pockets trying to find the schedule. Still looking for the schedule, I woke up from the dream.
In that dream, I did not get dressed and I did not run into a friend or relative, who accepted me. I was already dressed and never noticed how I was dressed. Only when I searched my pocketbook was there any indication that I was dressed en femme. Getting dressed and being accepted was not an issue. Instead, I was dressed en femme and acting as a woman might in that situation.
How I became a woman is never given a thought; I am fully accepted as a woman in my dream world and no longer need the affirmation of others.
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| Wearing Cult Gaia Franco |
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| Womanless wedding party, circa 1965 |
gender aside-can't find the classroom is a common frustrating dream
ReplyDeleteThat's fascinating, Stana! I've had the same sort of campus-oriented dreams (I spent a LOT of time as a student), but I've never progressed past the "trying to dress up en femme and being thwarted" stage. That pretty much describes my waking life as well. Ah, well. So it goes.
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I was probably in middle school the first time I had a dream about wearing girl's clothes. I had begun secretly dressing up in mom's things. I didn't understand why I had the desire to do so and always felt ashamed and guilty for having dressed up even though I was never caught.
ReplyDeleteI vividly recall one of those early dreams. In them, my cousins (girls) had come over to visit. I'd emerge out of our front door wearing a petticoat and pretty dress. I was scared how they'd react. My mother explained to my cousins, "Michael wanted to wear a dress today."
In that dreamworld, my cousins smiled and welcomed me to join them.
I'm almost seventy now. Over my life these crossdressed dreams are infrequent. Often they are quite enjoyable, but sometimes they're filled with anxiety which mostly revolves around whether or not people will notice I'm dressed up as a woman or whether I can come up with a plausible and acceptable explanation that won't bring shame to myself
Often I wonder if my life would have been happier if crossdressing was completely vacant from my life and soul. I don't know.
Some of my dreams are worthy to be included in Variations magazine. No further details need to be supplied.
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