I was amazed how cross dressing calmed me down. I used to be a s** crazed little monster, you name it I did it. Flashing, trying to f*** as many chicks as I could doing 2 girls in one day, m*********** infront of 2 women in a frenzied ‘s** ambush’ f*****’ weirdness. All of it. I thought I ‘needed’ this. And then one day I discovered how calming it was to dress as a girl. Now, believe me if this didn’t happen to *me* I wouldn’t have believed it. But it’s 100% TRUE. You don’t have to drive yourself nuts with an empty ballsac, the way all you little misled wankers are behaving. Try crossing. When you can look as good (and often better than most) of the females out there, it’s revelatory. All the freakish necissity subsides and pure relief occurs… I promise you… Pull on a pair of tights and buy a s*** little dress and let the relief wash over you. You’ll thank me….