I'm a very closeted sissy who does not have the luxury to partake in sweet girlish things and sometimes it is a real burden to live with. I'm bound to my parents' house for reasons beyond my control and will be for the foreseeable future. I'm missing out on a world of frills, lovely femininity, and the occasional babying now and then and it is a large burden to bear.
I have been going through a very rough patch and am coming to terms with very long-standing drug-resistant severe depression, PTSD, and other things I don't want to drag you all down with, and I've been left to pick up the pieces and to try and recreate myself. I hope one day that self is wrapped in silken lingerie and a lovely dress or nightgown to wear, but it seems like such a remote possibility.
It looks like I might need a shoulder to cry on, but that is what other sissies are for, right? I'm sure I'll be sticking around here for quite a while.