Quote from: Feather on April 11, 2013, 09:56:45 AM
Thanks for your posts, suzifrommd and Lesley Roberta 
My hobbies and interests are mostly associated with masculinity. I guess I could live as a male as long as I don't have to act like some typical masculine man. At the same time I don't even know what would make me male besides the body. But it's not like I'm acting like a girl all the time. I guess I need a relationship to really find that out. Can I live with a woman or would I still daydream? Would I like the sex role of a male? I honestly don't know.. I never liked cars, until I started driving lessons and I loved it. So I never know until I try.
Strangely I do associate almost all things positive with femininity (ie. not women), I know it's irrational but I can't remove the concept. I can relate to what you're saying.
I know this feeling.
I guess you have to ask yourself, is there a reason why you haven't had a sexual relationship with a woman yet? For me, whilst i am attracted to women, when i find myself in the bedroom i just can't bring myself to perform. My role feels wrong and i am not interested in the thought of penetrative sex.
I was incredibly confused and thought that perhaps i was a male lesbian. Maybe i would enjoy sex with a woman as a woman would.
It proved to be quite a sticking point for me, and still is to some degree, but you have to be honest with yourself about what you are attracted to and how you would like be treated in a relationship.
If i am completely honest with myself, whilst i am attracted to women, i see myself as a woman seeking a relationship with a man. I came to this realisation years ago, but suppressed it. It was too much for the male persona that i had created to admit to. I struggled on for years hoping that i could enter into a 'normal' relationship with a special woman and have a family, and every time i deviated from that plan and was seriously considering transition i would seem to meet a girl and the thought of not being able to be with her on the account of no longer being a man or even the masculine persona i had adopted, would tug at my heart. Cue purging of clothing, vigorous working out (which i admit i did enjoy - perhaps because of the endorphins) and generally doing my best to get back on track as a man.
It had to stop at some point. I couldn't let myself continue spinning through life, confused, distracted and most of all denying myself.
I am not saying it's plain sailing. I still have doubts every now and then, but they don't last and they are fleeting at best.
You have to be completely honest and open with yourself.