Hi everyone :-) Urnotalone member since 2014, I've seen it all. I'm here for community/friendship and love, so say hello. :-)(-: I have been Trans all my life, the more I hold close and fully embrace who I am, the more I thrive! Never doubt that our group here of thoughtful, committed, likeminded souls can change the world. Come be a part of this beautiful movement. Come see me in chat! Kristine xoxo

HI Girls..Gracefully aging long time CD ...Same story as most here..Starting young etc. Love : music, classic cars, motorcycles, the great outdoors and dressing of course. Enjoy talking with others like myself and would love to get together with other girls this year and explore our gift.Love Dressing, shopping and Pic play !!Enjoy getting out for walks and window shopping. My own hair is now over my shoulders ,silver/gray. I stay slim and maintain a girly figure. Really enjoy women's fashion. Any "girl" musicians looking to jam ? Thanks SO much for support, your all wonderful. !!! NOT interested in men !! AGAIN NO MEN !!!NO MEN, NO MEN !!!!Got out more this year for walks, hikes, beach strolls etc. Hope to even more in 2026. NO MEN , NO MEN.

Trans/Lesbian... GG, TG, Girlfriends Not interested in men at all !!!!! No profile, no pic, no Chat or PM's I am not a Gurl so please don't refer to me as one. I'm a Girl and a Woman CD that loves being a woman and dressing like a true Lady. I love doing my nails and enjoy my special time as Janet. I've enjoyed dressing for many year and have loved every moment spent as a woman

I really dig this crazy life of mine. I like this site because it connects so many like-minded souls from around the globe. Isn't it amazing and kind of cool that a boy in a dress can stop traffic? Love yourself first. Only then can you build the capacity to love others. Really. That's the way it works! Kinda like when the flight attendant tells passengers that in the event of a loss in cabin pressure, they're to put on their own oxygen masks first before helping others. Just a thought. I do actually have some pretty good ones every now and then! Lastly, a favorite quote that seems quite fitting for me and many of those who I've met here at URNA: "For what it's worth: it's never too late, or too early to be whoever you want to be. There's no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you're proud of. If you find that you're not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again." Benjamin Button

I've been dressing my whole life, it is part of who I am and wouldn't want it any other way. Please say hello in chat or drop me a line sometime. I love normal day to day chat so if you're looking for cyber or sex chat please move on.

She no longer knows who she was. This is her only life now. Her wife and ex-gf have trained her as sissy girl. The training plays any time her laptop is turned on https://bambicloud.com/playlist/1f8ba4e9-5929-488e-9412-36cd1635435f. Lost who she was in her mind. Both have bf's now, she am left in the middle. They have herlisten to training files constantly now, she wakes only knowing she is Bambi or Jessica. She pleases their hot men, and IDK why she put that here. Favorite singers: Sabrina Carpenter, Chappell Roan, Taylor Swift

Transwoman interested in meeting and enjoying life!

First, I Do Not Use FaceApp or Any Other Makeup/Gender Swap Apps. My photos are real, I expect same if you write. I do not accept friend requests from single guys, people with nude profile pics, or no pic at all. I am a married genderfluid gurl looking for friends. I love doing photo shoots, and being behind the camera as much as in front of it. I go out as Linda, not as much over summer, just to hot, with makeup, boobs, hair, etc. I go out when I can. I love hanging out with other transgender and females ladies.

Hello all: I am a midleaged bicd who lives in the KC,MO area and would love to meet others who also love the lifestyle, it can be very lonely living our lifestyle and making friends would be a priority, a special friend would be nice as well, please drop a note lets not be strangers

I've been dressing since I was about 6 years old. My mother supported me in a subtle way. She was a single parent since I was 4 years old. She passed shortly after I graduated from college and I kept some of her things especially her jewelry and when I wear some, I always think about her. Now full time about 4 years now, my workplace supports me 100% which is wonderful. Paula

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Tara Carolina, from Upstate SC. Here to make friends and to love everyone; Miss February 2022; Tara D. Madelyn, The Last of the Southern Belles™ The Good-Will Rag-Doll; The Grand High Exalted. Mystic. Esteemed. Ruler, but oh so Humble; The Real Deal; Mentally ill and un-savory; haha Single, live alone; https://www.flickr.com/photos/138425795@N03/50506402417/ UPDATE: 9-6-2026. , 2:21 am. Was just like any other evening at the club, The Gaslight club in Greenville, SC. I had sang first song about 10 pm , the place was hoppin' and jumping. many were dancing. I sang 2nd song about 11:30 am. I danced with a guy fast dancing. All was fun. This was all upstairs pard of the club. Well soon I had to pee once again from drinking those diet cokes. So, I told Jeiffer BRB. I went to the rest room unisex of course 2 bathrooms side by side. The bathrooms are also about 4 feet X 4 feet. So, I got up walked to that corner upstairs, closed the door and well yes I stand at places like that not touch the toilet's. I did not lock the door for so few in there and it seemed like a safe place. So yes, I had on my white mini skirt light green blouse. So, here I was I had just begun to pee when this black guy about my size opened the door, I said excuse me, excuse me. The door closed but he came in closed the door, I abruptly stopping peeing, he had locked the door, I quickly put my stuff away, skirt back down. He grabbed my arm and my ass firmly as I was trying to unlock the door, I was frantically trying to unlock the door and jerk, all the while he was grabbing me all over come on baby ah come on baby . I said no I'm lot like that, he grabbed my right arm very tightly, trying to stop me from opening the door. I said no no, I'm not like that. I got the door open walked out, got my purse told Jeniffer grab your purse , keys lets go, She asked why, I said I just now got attacked in the bathroom just now. I'll meet you down stairs I got to get away from him. I went downstairs to wait for Jennifer. I walked through main lobby past pool table where a couple was playing. I went out to the porch part. He was following me. I didn't want him to follow me to my car. I walked back in right at him but I stayed away in the passing, he looked at me so mean. I sat in booth at lower bar, He stopped at pool table, turned and looked back at my pacing. Where was Jeniffer I wondered? I said to hell with this, I went back up the stairs where I knew there was another room where I could escape to the pavement above. I made it to my car, cranked it got out of there stopped at this well lit multi island gas statin, Quick Trip. I called Jennifer, told her I'm a mile away at Quick Trip. She met me there, I told her all the details. My mind was racing all the while, I was almost raped. That was his intentions. This man sat at the other table for hours looking at Jenifer and I. So as of this writing I am not sure if I can go back there. The owners are in Poland right now, I remember. The employees there were meek mild type. My Friend said I should have told one of them. that they would have asked him to leave etc, But he would just wait across the street for me with more vengeance. So this makes two times now. Last week yes another like him overheard Jenifer and I to head to the Coliseum, We went there played pool We went out at closing and there he was ,,, parked bestie me,. I cranked up he cranked up followed Jennifer and I halfway home till he gave up. On my way home tonight, my heart still pounding, how horrible that it was, in that 4x4 feet locked rest room all dolled up and heels etc. It got rough with him for a few seconds. When I passed him 2 mins later down stairs, I was afraid that he would fist me sneakily to the face like they do when they get rejected. But this was an attempted rape. I will talk to the owner when he gets back. I looked for security to walk me to my car but there was none as like other nights, but it was late close to closing time. Now this is on top of that man that walked right up to me as I was sitting back on a bar stool 2 weeks ago, walked right up put his hand under my skirt and grabbed my stuff. But then I am so reminded of people online tell me that we're all safe. I am tore up right now how close to danger it all was. I'm so shaken up by it all. was traumatic for me. Such a confined space in rest room getting attacked as Tara by a so called minority. Where I go from here now not sure. I was only trying to get out of the house, and live.

Weekend Lori is a CD with a walk-in closet full of sexy clothes. My mother fostered my cross dressing in early childhood and throughout my formative years. Numerous closet purges over the years followed by the inevitable re-purchases have finally lead to my measured acceptance of this sweet obsession. Now I periodically embrace feminine facades and desires without fail as a precursor to solo sexual release and its curative power to suspend these sissy urges and promote the immediate restoration of my otherwise full time conventional and self-assured male persona . . . until those half-cursed frilly compulsions return, as they seemingly do most weekends! I'm a straight single male with a restrained measure of bi-curiosity that I now have to keep buried deep. I got married (first time) in 2018. There is no fear of being exposed as I provided full disclosure prior to the wedding. The relentless journey of having difficult conversations has been a constant in my life. Haunted by shame, guilt, rejection and ridicule has stopped with her. But I still choose not to share this with my wife. I can't risk losing that adoring look she gives me. This has curtailed my dreams of venturing beyond the full-length mirror and sharing this sweet obsession with a special person that would not simply tolerate my inner femininity but periodically embrace it as a sweet diversion from my typical dominant male lifestyle. Luckily there are no consequences to fantasy. Men - thanks for the compliments - but I realize they are hollow and self serving (I share your same horny chromosomes). Know that I have no interest in chatting with admirers.