Are You A Better Man For Wearing Women's Clothing?
Let's have a discussion! Discussion is good for the soul and the typing fingers. If you're a man who wears women's clothing, do you feel that you are better for it? Before we get started with the shouty comments downstairs, let's make it quite clear, I'm not asking if men who wear women's clothing are better than men who do not, nor am I attempting to imply such a thing. Last I checked, men who wear women's clothing have to put their pantyhose on one leg at a time, just like everybody else.
I do think though, that there is some scope for personal growth if you happen to be a man who wants to wear women's clothing. Many men who do wear lingerie and the like struggle with the concept for years, feeling guilty and confused about it before finally coming to accept it as simply being a quirky part of their nature and an avenue to greater enjoy life, rather than being something they need to worry about. Some men never reach that plane of acceptance, others find it almost immediately. The journey in reaching it however, whether it takes a week or a lifetime, has the capacity to teach a man a great deal about himself and about the world in general.
It's easy to get along in the world when your only real desire is to be 'normal' (though thanks to aspirational reality television shows, and Kim Kardashian's behind, normality is fast becoming a skewed concept attained only by spoiled 16 year olds who want rappers at their birthday parties, but I digress in a big way.) The point still stands, if you're a man who wants nothing more than to drive cars and has to be bribed to change his filthy cotton underpants, then you're much more easily accepted by all and sundry than if you're a man who wants to change his lingerie several times a day just so he can enjoy it all.
Being outside a norm often makes the norm more easy to see, and it makes the structure of society more easily observed. When you're in it, you're lost in a blur of acceptance. When you're outside it, it becomes patently clear how shallow and indeed, wrong, many of the motivations that drive the modern mob are. When you're outside, you see other people's prejudices clearly, and you have the chance to observe the same types of prejudices in yourself. (Or you have the opportunity to blindly set a new arbitrary standard and then rag on anyone who falls outside of your new, personally decided version of acceptable reality. It's a toss up.)
So men, what have you learned by being a man who likes to wear women's clothing?