I never wanted mother to know, that I didn’t hate her dressing me in her clothes as much as I

I never wanted mother to know, that I didn’t hate her dressing me in her clothes as much as I did. At the same time I become ever uncomfortable with how in the solitude of my bedroom, I was coming to dress up in secret. Uncomfortable with the idea, that maybe, I didn’t dislike at all any more….. maybe that I was even coming to…….. like it…… -- source link

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