Me?
I wanted to be a girl when I was 4. But that was back in the 50's, and boys were, well....just boys. You got what nature dealt you. So, I was a boy, and when puberty kicked in with testosterone, I was a boy all the time.......except once in a while when I thought it was wrong, and wanted a shape, breasts, soft skin, and a different way of seeing, and thinking. But then, soon enough, I was all guy again, except that I was slight of build, and didn't really like sports, or getting dirty, or, you know.....boy stuff.
Some of us take longer than others, sometimes much longer, to get to the point of not being able to handle it any longer. Some solve it by taking flight from a very high place. Such a tragedy. I stopped it by being what I must be.
Do I wish I had started earlier in life? No, not really. If I had, I would not now have my life partner...my wife, or my children, or my lovely grandchildren. All happy, and me.......at peace, just the same.
Bev