Hey

This pretty much sums up my experience of realisation:
I've only realised in the past year and a half that I'm male. I was previously so immersed in the 'lesbian culture' that I really couldn't see past my own nose. So, when I eventually came across the ftm term, I was shocked because I jsut genuinely didn't realise that there were female to male transgendered individuals, and this will sound stupid, but all I was exposed to when I was growing up was seeing men transitioning to females, so hell, I didn't even think ftms existed! Ha, how silly is that?!
So yeah, when I came across the ftm term, everything clicked. Everything just fell into place and I knew. I just knew that, it applied to me. When I look back over my childhood, there are so many tell tale signs! I played as a boy, I hated my body growing up, heck, I even thought I was biologically a boy for a while, until I found out that I was missing parts.
I feel as if, when people immerse themselves into fitting into a category, you pretty much put everything into it because, in all honesty, it's great to feel like you're part of a group, but when you get stuck in trying to be like everyone else, you lose sight of yourself. You've become a mass produced individual and it's hard to see out with that. So, when I did realise, I remember feeling very shocked, like, omg, why didn't I realise this before!? lol.