It was a sunny morning six months ago, and I was putting up clothes to dry. My to-be 14 son walked into the balcony and stood staring at me, trying to accumulate words to tell me something. I pressed on with my chores patiently waiting for him to speak up. He did eventually.
He wanted to wear women's outfits. He took a couple glances at my red satin underwear hanging (don't mind the detail, it was expensive and I was a bit obsessed about it :p. Jokes over). Probably a hint he wanted or something I didn't quite get that then. He wanted to for sometime but couldn't muster up the courage to tell me. I make my house a safe environment for him to share his thoughts and not be ashamed about anything at all. I did know about cross-dressing, but hardly understood that. I had so many questions. He said he had a strong desire to wear women's clothes, it makes him feel good.
I sat him down and talked to him wondering if he was serious. I even asked him if he liked boys. It was very cliched of me to ask that but I wanted to know more about my boy. He kind of seemed curious to bisexual but he liked girls. He just felt good about himself wearing women's clothes.
Next week, I bought him his own pair of pretty dresses, and panties of course. I don't have a daughter but I did feel like I did at that moment.
Fast forward to now, and he's like a little girl friend I have. He enjoys nail paints with me and wearing up makeup sometimes. I like dressing him up when he's at home. He feels himself to be very pretty and I do think the same.
It doesn't hurt to be a little supportive and open as a parent. This was just my short story of me supporting my son.
PS: This was my first time writing a take, so please don't be harsh on me. Also if you want me to write on anything, do suggest.