Thank you so much for the welcome. I have been lurking for a bit, but now I am back and ready to post!
I am slowly moving through treatment where I live. Every morning I feel a heartbeat away from going to work as me, but have to hold out.
A little more about me. I grew up in the US, and probably first thought I was the wrong sex when I was in kindergarten. Those feelings were kept quiet for a while because I actually lived in a fairly gender neutral environment. My first elementary school had shared toilets attached to the classrooms, and we didn't change for gym so nothing clicked initially. Then I transfered to a private christian school. Needless to say the differences were made plain. Girls wore skirts, boys pants. Boys couldn't grow out their hair, etc. I had trouble understanding why there were these differences and found myself in a pile of trouble for it. That led me to supress things.
Actually, part of why I transfered was because I was shutting down emotionally. I wasn't able to cope with the stranger I was starting to see in the mirror as puberty set in. I couldn't explain what was happening or what I felt, so my folks and I thought a new environment might help.
So, now, years later I am that little child again. We'll see what happens this time around.
