Hello there! My name is Raymond. I am what you can describe as an ordinary average guy. I am 29 years old, Hispanic, and a bit overweight. I have an ordinary job at a computer company. I am of average height, and am average-ly good looking. If you passed me on the street, you wouldn't look twice at me (unless either I looked familiar to you, or I looked attractive to you).
My hobbies and interests are, for the most part, normal. I like to watch sports on tv. I like to go for drives in the mountains. I love to watch movies. I love to read, and to listen to country music. I love to play with my cat. All very normal activities.
In most ways, I am an ordinary man. That is how my coworkers, family and most of my friends see me. That is how I present myself, and that is how I see myself.
I'm an ordinary man, but there's one attribute about me that, if known, would change the way people think about me. I would no longer be considered ordinary; I would be labelled strange or weird or perverted or, worst of all, as a freak.
What could possibly change a person's impression of me so drastically? Am I a satanist, sacrificing children and small animals? Definitely not! Am I a rapist? No! A spouse beater? I couldn't even conceive of hitting the woman I was with.
So what is it? I am simply a man who likes to wear women's clothing.
This site is very personal. While I will try to add many resources from the transgender community, the main aim of this site is to share my story, my experiences and my views with you. It is my hope that you'll be able to see transgender issues from a different point of view. And maybe, just maybe you'll be able to see the person that I am, whether I am wearing pants or a dress.
- Nyssa, 8-31-99, reposted 4-10-2012
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