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If given the opportunity to dress appropiately as a kid could you have done it.

Started by stephaniec, November 17, 2015, 09:00:15 PM

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Nattiedoll

In a heart beat. Didn't start transitioning until after high school because didn't have a support family about transitioning besides my mother. I was scolded all the time growing for doing girl things and dressing as one as well so I hid it in my teenage years. I'm 21 now but I do have regret, if I knew I was going to end up doing it I would have done it before puberty, now I have to get various surgeries because most of my puberty already happened. I don't know what my high school reaction would have been but I honestly wouldn't make that a factor because I know I would be happy as a person. I'm happy with where I am and happy for the future, my transition is coming along so far so good but once in awhile I do feel that regret that I should have done this sooner. Maybe one day I will get over it.
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AnneK

I very much would have liked to.  However, at the time I was terrified that someone would discover what I liked to wear.
I'm a 65 year old male who has been thinking about SRS for many years.  I also was a  full cross dresser for a few years.  I wear a bra, pantyhose and nail polish daily because it just feels right.

Started HRT April 17, 2019.
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AnneK

QuoteI did - I really did, even back in 1965! Believe me I was considered "VERY STRANGE!"

Back then, I had frequent nightmares about being caught in girls clothes at school.
I'm a 65 year old male who has been thinking about SRS for many years.  I also was a  full cross dresser for a few years.  I wear a bra, pantyhose and nail polish daily because it just feels right.

Started HRT April 17, 2019.
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Shy

I grew my hair long and rejected all the macho shenanigans. Wore a long, highly patterned coat that stood out like a sore thumb, then matched it with green and red platform shoes and a Donald Duck shirt to complete the look. Lets just say I was always the last to be picked in a line-up for soccer.
That was the early 70's. Form then on I morphed into a punk, died my hair green and wore faux leopard skin trousers and a mohair jumper.
So kind of androgynous, left of the field. Sounds more fun than it was. I was actually very lonely and spent much of my school years trying to find a place to fit in. I never did really. The 70's and 80's institutions were very everything phobic.
So to answer your question, I kind of did but in my own way. I was secretly dressing at home before puberty, so I already knew something was up but didn't fully understand it then.
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AlyssaJ

If I could go back to being 5 years old (the first memory I have of dysphoria) today, here in 2017, I'd be much different. No doubt I'd have figured out long before puberty that I was transsexual and probably would have had the luxury of transitioning before puberty.

That said, back when I was 5 years old, I don't know. It was such a different world back then. I wish now I had been more honest with myself and my parents and had explored more, but that's easy to say in retrospect. The real threats of bullying and true bodily harm are what kept me bottled up and even knowing what I know now, I'm not sure I'd have the courage to do anything differently in that environment.
"I want to put myself out there, I want to make connections, I want to learn and if someone can get something out of my experience, I'm OK with that, too." - Laura Jane Grace

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Michelle69Elizabeth

Yes.

The only thing that kept me from it was the fear of the orphan home. My parents dropped me off at my grandparents when I was 4 and never looked back. Knowing that you can be given away and the reminders by my grandparents that if I couldn't be normal that they would have to give me to the orphanage kept me in constant fear.

There were moments when I rebelled, thinking that they would never know. The last was my first year at summer camp. I am pretty sure that I was 8 at the time. I put on a dress and spent a day in the girls dormitory. It wasn't until bed time that they noticed there was one too many girls. I don't really remember it but my older brother never missed a chance to remind me. The only thing I remember is thinking that I would just stay here with normal kids instead of the aliens I was forced to stay with in the bungalows for the boys. My grandparents were there to take me home before breakfast the next morning, and made certain that I knew that one more time would be my last. That was that until I was 14 when I tried to fix the little birth defect below my bellybutton. They knew then that I had never changed. But unknowingly they got in the next few months what they always wanted, me WANTING with all my heart to be normal. A month in the hospital when no one came to visit me or call, the first two weeks strapped to the bed. I can't imagine anyone hating themselves more than I did at that time. After the two additional months in the mental hospital, my grandmother hit me in the head with a hammer because I told her I didn't want the church praying over me anymore. Which ended with me in foster care for a month before I ran away. I didn't remember anything after the first couple of weeks in the hospital. Still don't really. A year ago my brother and aunt sat me down and asked me if I wanted any of the paperwork then told me what had happened when I asked about it. I just remembered being at my aunt's after being in the hospital, knowing that I was sick and broken and wanting more than anything to be normal. Soo..... when I had a chance to be myself, and my grandparents not having a say about it, I didn't want it anymore.

I know, a lot said just to say yes. :)
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noleen111

I regret that I never got to be a teenage girl, I was always jealous of what the girls got to wear and all the different styles they had to experiment with. PLus in there teenage year they learn how do female things like make up etc. I started at 19 and my full time transition at 21, I felt I had to catch up.. they all knew how apply makeup, styles and how walk in heels etc.

My mother actually told me, when I was young, like 4, she use to make kids clothes and she often used me as her test dummy when she made dresses. My mother said I really did not mind, my father hated it, he would say boys don't wear dresses (He never accepted my transition before his passing). She actually has two pictures of me in a lovely red winter dress and a lovely light yellow summer dress taken when I was aged 4. I kinda use that pics if someone who does not know my history, if they want see a pic of me as a little girl.
Enjoying ride the hormones are giving me... finally becoming the woman I always knew I was
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AnneK

One of my aunts dressed her 2 sons as girls, when they were very young.  I have no idea why she did that and I haven't seen any sign of those cousins being trans.
I'm a 65 year old male who has been thinking about SRS for many years.  I also was a  full cross dresser for a few years.  I wear a bra, pantyhose and nail polish daily because it just feels right.

Started HRT April 17, 2019.
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Jin

It worked for me.
I attended a small isolated school where big city ideas did not penetrate. I had been wearing my older sisters clothes since forever anyhow, so starting school in a new pretty dress seemed normal. The other kids had not been brainwashed yet so everything was cool. By the higher grades they had all come to know me as me and did not think anything of it.
There was no real bullying as I was quite able to defend myself with my fists, and later the boys learned to relish my girl connections. Sure, I got teased some, but I always gave as good as I got.
Nothing changed as an adult. I switch back and forth easily and everyone around me knows what to expect.
I yam what I yam, and that's all what I yam.
-- Popeye

A wise person can learn more from fools than a fool can learn from a wise person.
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davina61

yes if around now, but in the 60s ? had enough trouble with bullys and lack of friends , its only in the last 15 odd years that I have found what is right with me.
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Randi

For Halloween 1957, when I was in the 2nd grade, I wore a witch costume and won second prize in my elementary school.

I wore a petticoat with a floor length black dress, a full face mask, wig and pointed hat.  My older nieces, had worn this in previous years.  My mother and sister dressed me in this. I suggested that the costume would be more authentic if I had girl panties instead of boys.  I don't recall any teasing or inappropriate comments from my classmates.

I had hopes, that I might be able to wear more girly clothes, but that didn't happen.

In the first grade the teacher wrote on the board. "I am a girl, I go to school" and "I am a boy, I go to school".
We were told to copy the version that applied to us.   I wrote the girl version.

Randi 

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Kylo

I did. I think I was somewhere on the aut spectrum as a kid although never diagnosed, because I typically didn't even look at people's reactions or look at their eyes and faces for visual cues about what I was doing and if it was right or wrong. I would only do that with select people. I often did choose to wear particular clothes - like I had this coat, a boy's coat - and I wore it for years, long after I should have thrown it out, and never cared about the reactions I may have got. To this day I don't even know what the reactions were as I wasn't paying attention.

I ended up flouting school dress codes, and being generally ostracized at school. I didn't care. Being alone and considered strange was normal, people threatening me/looking down on me was normal.

But just because you wear something doesn't mean anyone accepts it or sees you the way you want to be seen. Being able to do that made little difference to the body issues or the problems I had with people.
"If the freedom of speech is taken away, then dumb and silent we may be led, like sheep to the slaughter."
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Dankster

I would have. Easily. I remember once when I was like 4 or 5, my mom brought home a dress. My older brother, who was like 8 at the time, ran off. I got to wear the dress and shoes and I was adorable. After that, I would occasionally dress in my mom's clothes and makeup when no one was home from like ages 7-14. I was already tucking at 12. Then stopped when I went to an all boy catholic high school. I really should have come out sooner.
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flytrap

Part of the psychological abuse I experienced as a child that caused me to develop Multiple Personality/Dissociative Identity Disorder WAS being given my girl cousin's hand me downs to wear!  The family album is full of pictures of me wearing her pink fuzzy winter coat, yellow onsie PJ's, and pullover tops.

Combined with our immigrant family's late 1800's Eastern European ideas about what boys and girls were (and weren't) allowed to do, and my only playmates until I was 8 being girls, the "inconsistent gender message" never gave me the chance to develop a "solitary gender identity" as a little boy. With the natural ability to dissociate passed on to me by my Mother, my brain developed me (the only girl alter of my System) to cope when I was raped and molested in 2nd grade.
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