I am trying to imagine what life is like being a man and emotionally one of the girls. That capacity is buried in me so far it is hard to get to, but all my life I secretly crossdressed to give myself a space to feel at least free of the chains of manhood. My wife tells me I should be like you, and not crossdress, and it is at least intriguingly helpful to find that such a man does exist, and to see if my imagination can lead me to the emotional freedom that might also free me from my wardrobe!

Thank you!