Quote from: codyfletcher on March 22, 2015, 05:08:38 AM
Forgive me if this is in the wrong sub forum, but I would like to know in your opinions what it was that made you feel the need for ->-bleeped-<-. Such as, was it the feeling of being masculine that besieged you? In your mind Do you feel that you do this because you want to be a different person entirely, or you feel completely that you are in fact yourself. I'd love to hear what any and all have to say 
What is it that made you feel the need to be cis instead of transgender? Do you feel that you do this because you don't want to be transgender or is it because you feel yourself and comfortable as a cis gendered person?
I'm just turning your question around a little and hopefully you get the idea why. We don't choose to be transgender anymore than you choose to be cis gendered. I know you didn't mean any harm but some people may be bothered by the implication that we can choose whether or not to be transgendered. It would be similar to going up to a person who was born without a limb and asking why they want a prosthetic and why they chose to not have that limb. They didn't choose to be born that way and they want a prosthetic in order to correct their body, to improve the quality of their life and to be able to function as well as any other human being. It's similar to why transgender people transition. They want to correct the parts of their body that don't match the gender of their brain, they want to improve the quality of their life by eliminating or lessening their dysphoria and they want to be able to function healthily within society and their gender roles as other cis members of their gender do. Hopefully that sort of puts things into perspective.
For me, even at a really young age I knew that something didn't match up between my brain and my body. I was hyper aware of the physical and social differences between boys and girls. Gender was and is always something that's at the forefront of my mind like an invisible barrier that holds me back from so many things. Most people don't even pay much mind to their gender or gender roles, they just are who they are, but I wasn't.
As a little kid I would go to my mother and cry, trying to ask her why I felt uncomfortable about being a girl, trying to tell her that I knew I was actually a boy; but she didn't understand and in some ways my childish mind couldn't quite grasp what was wrong either so I was constantly depressed.
I remember watching cartoons as a kid and noticing that all of the characters were male and getting this crushing feeling of "I'm not like them, I'm not male, I can never be." It wasn't so much verbalized as it was something I felt emotionally.
In school I had male and female friends but when the teacher would split the class up by gender I got that sickening, sinking feeling again when I was made to go to the girl's side because I knew I wasn't a girl but no one else did.
I remember when I went to the department store with my mom to pick out a shirt and tie for my dad's Father's Day gift. I looked at the men on the ad displays and thought that one day I would grow up to look like them: broad shoulders, muscular arms, flat chest and slim hips in a suit and tie. I looked forward to it.
When that didn't happen my anxiety started. I was in middle school and female puberty hit me with the reality that it was final, I was male but my body wasn't. For some reason I had always held out hope that my body would change or I would wake up as a boy one morning. But that didn't happen, of course. Instead, I had to watch as all the other guys around me grew taller, more muscular, their voices deepened. Instead my chest grew and the dreaded time of the month started. I was literally in a state of shock because of it. I realized how trapped I was and my life felt worthless. I started withdrawing from my peers and doing really badly in school, I just didn't care about anything anymore. Then I became angry and resentful which was even worse.
During the summers I would watch my dad do yard work without a shirt on and feel jealous because my body was female, I could never take my shirt off and have that freedom of feeling the warm air hit my chest. When I would go swimming I would wear a shirt and shorts because I couldn't stand looking like a girl in a bathing suit or bikini.
I didn't have any friends because how can a person know how to make friends when they don't even know how to be them-self? On top of that I had know idea how to interact socially as a female. Eventually my sister introduced me to some of her friends and by some miracle they took a liking to me.
Since I was then surrounded by female friends I tried to fit in so I started wearing makeup and things like that. I started acting very homophobic but it was just a mask because I had developed little crushes on my friends and knew that would be unacceptable to my family. I accepted that I would probably be hateful and alone forever. I pretty much pushed myself deeper into the closet before I even knew what being transgender was. I just knew I was physically a girl who hated being a girl.
I was happy with my friends but I still struggled badly with anxiety and depression which was being caused by my dysphoria. Eventually I took to gaming online as a male and it became like a second life for me because it was one where people actually knew I was male. The dysphoria in my real life was getting so bad though that I was starting to think of suicide. I just couldn't stand myself and my female body anymore. I was Googling painless suicide methods (which don't exist by the way) because I was trapped in the wrong body so suicide seemed to be the only way out when I decided to Google "I'm trapped in the wrong body" instead and that's when I started to learn what it meant to be transgender and that I indeed was. I saw some videos of guy who had transitioned but thought I could never do that because it seemed like such a drastic change and I would be scared to. My depression from dysphoria kept getting worse and worse until I couldn't even function at work anymore and I was losing the few friends I had so I revisited the idea of transitioning again and the more I learned the more I wanted to finally become the man I always have been inside.
So that's kind of the short story (I wouldn't want to write the long one much less have someone read it all for now anyway but if you have questions you can ask) behind some of the things I felt and what led me to learning that I was transgender. I had known it all along, just never knew there was a term for it or anything I could do about it.
I'm not sure how to describe dysphoria to you but maybe: imagine one day waking up as a woman. All of your male physical characteristics are gone, if you know what I mean, and everyone throughout the day refers to you as a female. It might seem comical for a day or two but imagine having to live the rest of your life trapped like that and never being able to get used to it because you know you're male, you want your body to be male and you want to be treated like a male by others but that can't happen. How would you feel?