PoirotsLessSmartBro

I’m trying to identify an obscure American zombie film, probably from the late 1970s or 1980s.
Things I remember:
It looked extremely low-budget and “grindhouse,” not like a modern restoration.
It was set largely in a rural area around a white farmhouse.
I vaguely remember escaped prisoners or possibly escaped mental patients wearing blue institutional/work jumpsuits.
The title was very generic; something along the lines of “The Dead,” “Night of the Zombies,” “The Dead Next Door,” etc. (though none of those have been confirmed).
The most distinctive thing I remember is a scene where, in the background of a shot, one of the zombies is moving sideways while repeatedly miming choppi

I’m at a point where I feel as though it’s becoming a non-negotiable need to try wearing women’s underwear, specifically panties and a bra, but I’m kind of terrified that if I do I’ll become addicted to it and won’t be able to put the genie back in the bottle, so to speak. Is this a fear that other people have? I still identify as a (gay) man and don’t really understand why I have these thoughts, what is it about specific fabrics/designs that’s connected to gender, if you know what I mean? I fantasise every day about being a woman.

Thank you. x