Does anyone else from time to time begin to regard being a sissy as more of a curse than a blessing? Perhaps through being too ashamed of being a sissy to tell anyone else, let alone brave enough to face the inevitable rejection. Alternatively, it could just be one of those days where you're in a weird mood and feel like distancing yourself from all this kinky silliness. For me, sometimes I end up purging my wardrobe of anything feminine in a symbolic attempt to divest myself from the problem, imagining that I won't want to dress as a girl without the clothing, lingerie and other accessories to tempt me. This is costly when the urge to express my feminine side comes back with a vengeance, and I get stuck in a grim cycle of repeatedly buying new clothes only to throw them away soon after. It's as hard on the soul as it is on the pocket, with me inevitably coming to regret things that I lost in the process - we all have that special perfectly cute pair of panties that we know we'll never find again! This process repeats each time with me believing that the next time will somehow be different and I definitely won't ever shed my sissy thoughts again. I know chastity is a good solution to keep myself firmly bound to my sissy mindset, but without an owner or keyholder all I have is my willpower, which isn't quite good enough. Does anyone else experience this? What are your solutions?