I gotta put my two cents in here. I've been struggling to be who I am since I was 7 or 8, I am now 25.
I never gave it a second thought.
When I was younger, and my parents will back me up on this; I was always trying to go into the girls section to get my clothing all through school. When I was about 12, my parents explained to me "That is wrong little boys should not wear girls clothes. Men should dress as men. It's wrong if he dresses like a girl"
When I was 15, I found out what Transgender means, and I researched it and researched and researched. I came to terms with that's who I was. I was a girl... not a boy. I never was a boy, at least in the emotional sense.
My point here, Ciara. You should't try to suppress it. I mean you can't fake who you are. It does not work that way. You are who you are. If someone can't accept that, then it goes to show that well... they still live in the dark ages. Like my father.
Yeah people may look at you funny, but the main question you should be asking yourself is "Am I comfortable enough to walk out in public dressed up as who I TRUELY am, with pride? Or do I feel more comfortable wearing this mask, personifying this man society expects me to be?"
I asked myself this very same question and ended up throwing out all my male clothes. And honestly, I could not be happier with that decision