Hello Susan's friends,
Pleased to make your acquaintance, having had lurked here for the past few weeks. My name is Andrew (hi!), and I was designated male at birth (just turned 32 this year). I swing both ways - figured it out quite early (around 9-10 years of age), and mostly it was a no brainer - I found myself able to fall in love with both sexes.
Since then, I've been through about ten long-term relationships with girls... but the relationships always end up dissolving, mostly due to my apathy in taking it to the next level (living together, kids). That 'love&trust' spark (in other words, oxytocin) hardly ever appears - and if it does, it does so only fleetingly. As soon as the intense dopamine rush of being head over heels wears off, I start feeling like I am wasting my girl's time, unable to keep both giving to her of my masculinity, and staying happy myself. It's always been one or the other.
Naturally, I found myself leaning over to the gay side - to check if I could, perchance, find somewhat longer lasting happiness there. Tried the dance clubs, the dating sites, the sex clubs. I found it all... profoundly alienating. Being a slender, delicate boy, I usually found myself being the bottom (not that I minded). It was then when I noticed that I really disliked the way gay men touched me by default (too aggressive, or not tender enough). I also couldn't care less about their touching my penis (IMO guys are on average godawful at giving head, at least compared to girls). There was a lot fulfillment in being penetrated though (but not for the 'prostate being rythmically hit feels good' reason, more the 'I like being the less powerful, dainty creature, that gets manhandled').
The resulting love/relationships mess would really bum me out at times - plunging me into mild to severe depression (for a good 15 years, with no real cause in sight), mood swings, self-medicating with alcohol, then weed. However... the moment I tentatively tried the 'trans hat' on, a weird thing happened. Considering myself a girl seems to not only have alleviated autumn's customary dent in my spirits - it also enabled me, for the first time in my life, to stay off MJ during the week (I had been a daily user for 8 years, gone through 8 years of heavy alcohol use before that). I almost don't believe it - I had previously thought it simply incurable.
I know as much so as to have scheduled an appointment with the local trans support group (luckily enough I live in a big city). Also trying not to 'cherry-pick' only those of my past behaviours that point to the possibility of being trans (like identifying with the female character of 'Basic Instinct' when I was 6, or feeling really great when a gay partner would call me his 'wife'), as it might be simply a form of OCD, only randomly pointing at 'transsexualism' at the time.
I will pick it up from there, but - as I have found a lot of useful information in your posts, dear users - have decided to ask you the questions I haven't so far been able to find a satisfactory answer to. And those are:
1) If you had access to cameras 24/7 (think 'Truman Show'), how could you tell apart a cis bisexual from a trans bisexual?
2) How would you know I weren't simply a gay bottom, and not a trans bi? I like to think that being able to fall in love with girls + having a boner is enough, but it's hard to forego the fact that I usually don't come until I pretend I am the woman being penetrated.
Apologies if I cross a line with this post, but I've done my best to inform myself on the rules of this place, which does not necessarily mean 'enough'. Feel free to move/split the topic however you like. May I please pick your brains on this issue?
Have a great day,
Andrew