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When did you start to realise

Started by Zandara, June 26, 2011, 01:30:01 AM

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JungianZoe

First memory I have of it is at 4 years old, when my only friend in the world was a little girl who lived across the street, and praying at night that I'd wake up a girl the next day.  It wasn't that there weren't other kids on my street to play with, but the boys played so rough that I couldn't stand them.  They also played with toy guns and stuff that I didn't like at all.  Dolls and tea sets were my thing from day one.  I didn't have a violent streak in my body, even with toys that were made for such abuse.  Why hit anything when you could give it a hug?



That pic is from the Christmas after I turned 2... apparently, I always felt that way. ;D
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Yakshini

I don't remember one single moment of realization, I kinda always knew something wasn't quite right. As a little kid I remember dissatisfaction with the fact that I was female, but it remained as simple dissatisfaction until I was in Middle School and I started hating that I was female.
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Dark Angel

Around 3 years old. I remember trying on my sisters dresses and wondering why I couldn't wear them too or grow my hair out like her. I wanted to be pretty and not play with male toys. I hated my "downstairs mixup". Unfortunately my parents were hardcore conservative and I had to hide my feelings. Rough childhood...
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cynthialee

Quote from: Dunkler Engel on June 29, 2011, 04:28:39 PM
Around 3 years old. I remember trying on my sisters dresses and wondering why I couldn't wear them too or grow my hair out like her. I wanted to be pretty and not play with male toys. I hated my "downstairs mixup". Unfortunately my parents were hardcore conservative and I had to hide my feelings. Rough childhood...
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I totaly lived in an uber conservative grandmothers house for a number of years.
So it is said that if you know your enemies and know yourself, you can win a hundred battles without a single loss.
If you only know yourself, but not your opponent, you may win or may lose.
If you know neither yourself nor your enemy, you will always endanger yourself.
Sun Tsu 'The art of War'
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Cristóbal

I mostly..denied myself. Since I was in elementary school, all my crushes were on girls. I'd play with the boys a lot and I'd make friends with them more easily( not to mention, I'd wear only boys clothes). But when I talked to girls or became friends with them I'd tease and hurt them most of the time. Towards the ending of 5th grade I came out to a friend. I told her that I liked a girl, and she freaked out and said I was being controlled by Satan ( Her family are highly religious Christians. She even though highlighting the holy bible was satanic.) I also didn't like it that she referred to me as I lesbian so I told her I was joking..though she was cautious and didn't give in to easily. In middle school I'd make and write things to this girl I liked, one particular girl, though she took it as a friendly gesture. As 7th and 8th grade came by I grew more attached to her and she kissed me, I got scared and of course ran away (rejecting myself again) My freshman year, I got a comp and I  was looking around the internet and found a site talking about mtf's so I looked into them because the topic interest me and I came across the Maury show that showed an ftm. I looked at him in awe and there i realized what I wanted to do with my life and it just clicked. I am a man!  :laugh:
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Herwinteress

For me it was in middle school, 7th grade.  I came home from school one day and knew I'd be home alone for awhile.

Without giving it much thought, I went to my mom's closet and started trying on her dresses and shoes.

I remember sitting on the couch dressed up thinking "Why doesn't this feel weird? It should feel weird, right? What's wrong with me?"

It wasn't long after that where I started feeling REALLY envious of girls at school and knowing I wanted to live the life they had and be one of them.



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riccirules

I remember being a tomboy most of my childhood, and loving it when strangers would refer to me as "son".
But I never came out to anyone until I was 13.
She spilled the beans to my brother, who told my father.
I told my dad he was lying (because I didn't want to get punished/hurt/etc.).

I came out to all of my friends recently.
I also came out to the housing department at my college a few days ago...(on June 30th, to be exact).

I have not told my family yet.
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Renton

Something always felt "off" during my early childhood, but I didn't get any strong feelings until about middle school. It was truly painful to watch my male friends grow and develop differently than me, but the idea of it being a gender issue never occured; it was mostly because I didn't even know that GID and transsexuality existed. It wasn't until high school, when a LGBT group visited my health class, that I truly found out what the issue was/could be.
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N.Chaos

I can't put a specific date on it. When I was a kid, one of the things my mom insisted on was buying me whatever the hell kind of toys I wanted. So (as I've probably said before on here) I had barbies wearing Transformers armor, and the Transformers lived in a big, pink mansion. I was all over the place as a kid, but I always, always wanted to be a knight. I saw "Dragonheart" as a kid, and I seriously wanted to be Bowen when I grew up.

While I was growing up, I wore jeans and t-shirts. I got forced into dresses on special occasions, and ended up getting them muddy/ripped/ruined. So, my mom stopped making me wear them. I catholic school, I wanted to off myself for being forced into jumpers and skirts, and rejoiced (as much as someone in a horrible school can) when I hit 6th grade and was allowed to wear pants.

I feel, honestly, that I've always been like this and just didn't know the word for it. I can't count how many times during high school, I'd tell people "I'm in the wrong body, I should've been a boy". People have always treated me more male, and when they didn't it's always offended me off and sickened me. I remember wanting to cut my chest off when I was 13. I never questioned my attraction to girls, but I always felt weird and called myself gay for liking guys.
I could list things off virtually forever. I just couldn't take it at the end if college. I couldn't keep lying, couldn't keep being someone I was.

I just remember this brief phase where I tried to force myself to be a girl, and I hated it. I felt disgusting, I felt like I had to tell everyone I met "This isn't me, this is a goddamn costume and a role that I hate".
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Wild Flower

"Anyone who believes what a cat tells him deserves all he gets."
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