Wow, I just actually had a conversation with a few other trans guys about puberty not that long ago. Well as for how mine went, I was panicking even before I started puberty. I think I was about nine or ten when our class was split up, I remember feeling so out of placed with the girls. Then the teacher started to explain how the girls body would grow and develop into a woman. I remember being absolutely terrified, the thought that my body was not supposed to grow that way since I had always known I was a boy. I actually got some ace bandages from my friend who was an early bloomer and started binding, hoping to prevent them from growing. Though, I actually got away with going to public swimming pools wearing only shorts till I was about 12 and I loved it. Even with long hair (I wasn't allowed to cut it) I was always gendered as a little boy.
Then about a year and a half later, BAM! Period... Jumped up to a B cup in about two months, hips came... The first year or so of puberty I sunk into a major depression, I never left my room and all I did really do was sleep. On my 14th birthday my dad got me make up, a skirt and some girly top for my birthday with the instruction I needed to wear all that to school the day after because one of his friends kept on telling him that I was a girl and I'd better start acting like one. Didn't help with the puberty thing...
I tried for a while to make everyone happy, wore skirts and such and tried to wear make up (which luckily for me it turns out I am allergic to most brands and such). I tried a lot to embrace the changes but in the end I never could.
One of the horrible things was when one of my little sisters kept on telling me she wished she had my size and how awesome 'boobs' I had... By the age of 20 I had gone up to a G cup. But, I am happy to say that they have gotten smaller after some weight loss and such. I don't know, at the time living it was not the best but I am trying to look back and see it as not all that bad, its hard, but I'm trying.