I am such a cliche, haha! Knew at 4 or 5, REALLY knew at 12, had been secretly wearing and sleeping in my sisters dressing up dresses for years by then, then got sent to boarding school and just had to crossdress in my imagination.... oh the conflicted emotions on being called pretty by another boy... wow!... did badly at school, was bullied and to my shame a bully, the GCSEs (did crap) A Levels (same) then college, uni, my face changed by puberty, made me very sad, 20s, dated loads of girls, overcompensating, was only interested in them if they were extremely good looking, got a job as a car designer, bought a flash sports car, imagining it all would make me a man. Depression, despair. 32, My mum got sick, I took stock and decided to go for it. Never felt happier. Cant wait to start HRT. Work as a prop designer in the movies, my hildhood dream so saving up the cash for my other childhood dream; FFS, and looking forward to the rest of my life, for the first time in my life.