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Whats some childhood signs you where trans? (just for fun)

Started by Midnightstar, May 08, 2016, 08:53:09 PM

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Julie1957

1.  Read every Nancy Drew mystery book - couldn't relate to Hardy Boys mystery books.
2.  Loved jacks and jump rope - played with the girls at recess
3.  When I wrote stories I was always a girl in the story.
4.  When I played house with the girl up the street I insisted that we both be mommies (she wanted me to be the daddy)
I always wanted to be someone.  Now I am someone.  It just isn't me.
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zeus33

-Ken was a pretty boy wuss cause he had a pink corvette, one of my barbies would always have short hair and be the "better Ken" and they would ride off in the sunset in a truck
-always identified more with male characters on TV, Always
-Would be the "dad" playing house with the girls down the block
-would constantly cry after getting my hair cut and it would still look like a girls cut always expected it to look the way I wanted but the lady was keeping my mom happy cause she was the one who paid
-Hated dresses and girls stuff my mom would put me in and now realize this is what caused a lot of dissociation for me as I "played my part", not so good for mental health for sure
-All of my fav toys were boy toys TMT, sports stuff exct
-new more about tools and how to build things then any of the boys, ever..
-could never relate to boys completely and girls were confusing, until they weren't then they were annoying and more mysterious
-watched porn at an early age and couldn't understand why I didn't have a penis
-hated the fact I had to grow breasts and ear a bra
-hated my period and would always get sick, until recently
-have always felt uncomfortable in my own skin, attributed it to my weight until recently-now it all makes sense-wrong body
So many other things but,
-lastly when I was in Girl Scouts they were doing a hula routine for one of the parent dances and told me I had to wear a grass skirt and bikini top; I cried and adamantly refused "no way in hell". I was ecstatic when they let me be Elvis with the white suit, guitar and everything for Blue Hawaii and Jail House Rock. Practiced the routine til it was down solid and nailed it! cried when they took my Elvis costume back because it was the only time I felt like me ever.

8) 8) 8) 8)
Zeus
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arice

I performed my first sex change when I was less than two years old. Someone gave me a Minnie Mouse toy when I was one. I systematically set about turning it into Mickey.

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Jacqueline

Quote from: mrbenzememe on June 01, 2016, 06:50:04 AM
In fourth grade i wished everyone in the world was the other gender except friends,family,etc. basically i wanted to be a boy and have everyone i cared about stay their own gender

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Valkria01

The day I wore mum's clothes, I knew, that I had trans'd up  :D :D :D :D :D

That vision you have when the universe swaps human genders, I had that vision  :o :o :o :o
and still do
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AnxietyDisord3r

Quote from: ryokohimura on May 08, 2016, 11:43:26 PM
The clincher? When I was 12-13, I though I could develop into a woman. Full-on change, penis goes away, I'm left with full working uterus and vagina, no sign I was ever male.

OMG, when I was 12-13 I though I would never get a period or breasts because I didn't want to be a woman. I saw so many girls who wanted to develop so badly and I didn't want to develop at all and I thought if I stayed physically active enough I wouldn't.

I would have been a classic case for hormone blockers because the dysphoria was so intense when "it" happened, but I didn't know female to male existed, only male to female. (I knew about passing women, I think, but even when I found out about that obviously clothes and even binding have nothing to do with thinking God is punishing you for your sin by making breast buds grow.)

Here's a list of some funnier things that happened:

-When I was 18 mo.s old my family moved in with my grandparents and I was obsessed with everything Grandpa did and followed him around the house. One day I got loose and they found me all up in Grandpa's closet playing with his ties.

-When I was 2 and started to talk I labeled myself a "boy-girl". (Parents never got over it.)

-Halloween. At age 4 I insisted on being Super Grover (who is a male character). Later, as a young teen, I insisted on dressing up as Lorenzo the Magnificent. A very well dressed young man if I say so myself! (I also did gender neutral costumes like bats, ghosts (these actually were my mom being lazy because large Catholic family, but I enjoyed it except for the ghost eye holes never lining up) and a robot costume I made myself.)

-Tried to get Mom to sign me up for Boy Scouts. Then Little League.

-Got really angry/jealous I couldn't be in Boys Choir

-When my best friend started to take an interest in boys she grilled me on who my favorite New Kids member was and I froze up and picked Donny Wahlberg because he was the only one I could pick up out of a lineup. (So glad he didn't turn out to be the awful Wahlberg.)

-When a classmate named Tamar complained that a teacher thought she was a boy I got so jealous

-Sex ed was PIV-centric so I tuned out because I felt it didn't apply to me (very silly, I know)

-for HS history class we had to show up in costume as a historical figure and I picked David Hume as an excuse to wear a 3-piece suit. (Also, Hume is awesome.)

-started wearing a hoodie to school every freaking day so I could hide my long hair that my mom refused to cut for anything

-In college, cosplayed as Sailor Uranus/Haruka Tenou (by now I've admitted I'm attracted to girls), who is described by the mangaka as having both a male soul and a female soul and frequently passes for male. Preferred being Haruka to Sailor Uranus, who has visible boobs.

-First job where I wore business attire, being told by a female coworker that she was weirded out by me wearing a (very modest) skirt. Suits were at the cleaners. Fine. Never wore skirts to work again.

-Dysphoric with makeup on unless it was greasepaint

-Got obsessed in college with the notion that I had a "male brain". Read a bunch of books about sex and cognition.

After all that I came out but I ought to have had a clue earlier. :)
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AnxietyDisord3r

Quote from: Meowt on May 09, 2016, 05:52:53 AM
I think the most obvious sign from me when I was younger was getting all my hair cut off around age 8 and beginning to wear boy's clothes (thanks to my utterly oblivious mother).

Whenever I got my haircut my mum would remind the hairdresser to keep it somewhat feminine, which I protested and hated.

I never linked to gender much as I didn't get physical dysphoria until puberty, and my parents let me do football, karate, wrestling ect.

No wonder my parents had no clue because neither did I until I realised my body was developing wrong, before then I just thought it sucked if I couldn't do all the boys things.

I relate to this entirely, except that my mom cut my hair until I asked for it to be cut short and then she refused and I didn't have money to get it cut myself until college.
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AnxietyDisord3r

Quote from: Newfie on May 18, 2016, 12:47:26 AM
I really don't like stereotypes, but I'll play along:

2) Non-stop tea parties with my stuffed animals and my mom! It was particularly good because we actually had real tea :P

Lol, my other grandmother had these fine china tea party tea sets that fascinated me as a kid. I didn't like tea yet but I did like cookies. I also loved anything miniature, like toy trains or miniature dollhouses or architectural models. I think my whining over wanting to play tea party is part of what convinced my family I was a girly girl, something which hurt my feelings so badly later.

For me the tea party was never about role play with others, it was about playing with miniature versions of grown up objects, and they were beautiful objects. /artnerd

They make plastic tea sets, btw, no interest whatsoever.

(I also had that mini tool set with the plastic screwdriver and hammer, probably my favorite toys at that age. And my favorite overalls were blue with screwdrivers and hammers on them. My parents thought gender neutral play was healthy and so they cherry picked my behaviors to prove to themselves I was girly after that shocking boy-girl revelation.)
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AnxietyDisord3r

Quote from: Julie1957 on June 01, 2016, 10:25:18 AM
1.  Read every Nancy Drew mystery book - couldn't relate to Hardy Boys mystery books.
2.  Loved jacks and jump rope - played with the girls at recess
3.  When I wrote stories I was always a girl in the story.
4.  When I played house with the girl up the street I insisted that we both be mommies (she wanted me to be the daddy)

In all fairness I read both (the old school versions) because my parents had both and the Nancy Drew's were just better. I think I liked them because there was a girl named George. I was so jealous.

I think I gravitated towards science fiction because gender seemed more fluid and you could be an alien or a robot even and not human at all.

Quote from: zeus33 on June 01, 2016, 09:18:23 PM
So many other things but,
-lastly when I was in Girl Scouts they were doing a hula routine for one of the parent dances and told me I had to wear a grass skirt and bikini top; I cried and adamantly refused "no way in hell". I was ecstatic when they let me be Elvis with the white suit, guitar and everything for Blue Hawaii and Jail House Rock. Practiced the routine til it was down solid and nailed it! cried when they took my Elvis costume back because it was the only time I felt like me ever.

I felt like myself until puberty. Then I could only feel like myself in brief glimmers. I think it was the hormones, mostly, messing with my brain. But also body development. I would have gone anything to go back to that child body.
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Tomika

Some of the responses has mentioned that they would pray that they would wake up in the morning as a girl. I did that also. Every night I prayed for me to wake up not looking like a boy. And through out the years as an adult I have continued to pray and hope that each morning things would look right. The desire is there, the reality is yet to come. Some day I will wake up and the reality will look right. All the steps needed to be taken will be the answer to that prayer.
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Janine

1. I loved pink. Pink was for girls, my grandpa said. Well, that why I liked it.
2. I had a baby doll I would put in my shirt to pretend I was pregnant. I lol when my little girl does the same things I did as a kid.
3. When I learned that girls typically pee sitting down, I started doing that. To this day I don't pee standing up unless I'm outside or the stalls are full.
4. My nana had a set of dishes that I loved to play with.
5. I would tell my mom and dad I wanted to be a girl. But as far as I was ever taught, that wasn't possible.
6. As I got older, I grew into puberty okay, but sometimes I would wear my mother's clothes.
7. Early on, I stuffed my shirt with things when no one was around to pretend I had boobs.
8. I never asked anyone out. I always figured if I was good enough, the girls I liked would do the asking.
Am I male? Am I female? I'm just me.
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Sebby Michelango

My signs "pre-puberty" aka. "pre-poison"
- When my cousins asked me to play house, I always was dad, brother or another male role. They had to allow me to be a male role, or I refused to play it with them.

- When I imagined the future/adult me, I always imagined me as a guy.

- The first time my former teacher learned us about the puberty, I didn't believe at her. My former class was split in two. They who were assigned male at birth only learned about the male puberty, but they who were assigned female at birth learned only about the female puberty that day. We also learned about the opposite sex' puberty, but not at the same day. But in another day.

- I thought I would never get breasts, period etc. But if I got it, I would transistion. At that time I called it "The operation".

- I hated wearing dress and other feminine things. (That's more taste and gender roles, than biological gender)

- I always drew myself as a male character and I always played a guy character in games.

- Tried to pissing stand up. One time at home for real. One time when I was ca. 11, I poured water in the toilet, pretending to be a cis guy standing up and pee.

- Wished to be a cis guy.

But when the "puberty" hit, I got a gender dysphoria. Something I couldn't feel or discovering pre-pubertal age. At that time I didn't have any forms for sex/gender features, therefor it wasn't so big problem. The lack of a flat chest, body hair, guy voice etc. became a issue at the age of 13.
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Midnightstar

Quote from: Sebby Michelango on June 02, 2016, 01:59:02 PM
My signs "pre-puberty" aka. "pre-poison"
- When my cousins asked me to play house, I always was dad, brother or another male role. They had to allow me to be a male role, or I refused to play it with them.

- When I imagined the future/adult me, I always imagined me as a guy.

- The first time my former teacher learned us about the puberty, I didn't believe at her. My former class was split in two. They who were assigned male at birth only learned about the male puberty, but they who were assigned female at birth learned only about the female puberty that day. We also learned about the opposite sex' puberty, but not at the same day. But in another day.

- I thought I would never get breasts, period etc. But if I got it, I would transistion. At that time I called it "The operation".

- I hated wearing dress and other feminine things. (That's more taste and gender roles, than biological gender)

- I always drew myself as a male character and I always played a guy character in games.

- Tried to pissing stand up. One time at home for real. One time when I was ca. 11, I poured water in the toilet, pretending to be a cis guy standing up and pee.

- Wished to be a cis guy.

But when the "puberty" hit, I got a gender dysphoria. Something I couldn't feel or discovering pre-pubertal age. At that time I didn't have any forms for sex/gender features, therefor it wasn't so big problem. The lack of a flat chest, body hair, guy voice etc. became a issue at the age of 13.

interesting you say that i think some how i was also one of them kids who managed to even inside classes
some how believe i wouldn't ever get on puberty. Accept for me i new i would...but i didn't believe it would happen it was a mix of both. And when it happened it wasn't a shock but more like a uh, ->-bleeped-<-.  Yours may be some what different idk, but i can relate to that.
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iamconfused

telling my family "i'm a boy in my secret identity" (lol i was about 5)
when i could pick out my own clothes, i picked out guy clothes and was ecstatic...
going online as a guy (did this since i was about 10)
being envious of guys since i was about 5...(i could've been younger but i don't remember)
daydreaming about being a boy since i was 5
daydreaming about dating girls as a boy
daydreaming about being seen as a guy and being treated like one
severe anxiety/discomfort about having a chest/wearing a bra/going swimming
had a mental breakdown after experiencing my first period
been suffering anxiety and depression since puberty hit.... i didn't understand what it was..i felt very uncomfortable/wrong in my own skin,. i thought it would go away but it hasn't.. it has only gotten worse as the years have passed.
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sleepsinallday

It was within a week of my mother leaving me in a strange place with strange people for the very first time. It was playtime and I was socializing with a diverse group of kids my age. A tall brunette woman in a black polka dot dress (whose red nail polish I was already starting to grow jealous of) pulled the oak crate of costumes out from beneath its hiding place. A group of five children or so, myself and a few girls, approached the crate as others scurried off towards the alternative playtime options: toys, computers, books. As the woman undid a latch, the group inched towards the crate, eyeing each other to see what would happen. I had never played this game in a physical sense before, previously only entering roles through the realms of speech and imagination. Playing "house" with the others, I had typically been forced into the 'father' or 'son' or 'dog' character. In children's games, creative rights are granted to those aggressive enough to impose their will upon their fellow participants. I was surrounded with imaginative competitors; a moment's hesitation and I would lose all hope of seizing my preferred garments. The woman's balletic turn away from us signaled the inevitable blitz. I was calm on the outside, but thinking all the time. For now it was rouge gossamer that came to my aid. There was a ruffled dress in the open crate and I viddied right at once what to do.

I can recall little else of playtime in kindergarden.
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josie68winter

With me, I always prefered to play with my sister and her stuff. I never really liked my stuff, well maybe some of it I did.
Josie Ann
I am approaching the 1 year mark since my decision to transition, and I am celebrating my 6th month on hrt.
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GurkyCecilia

My earliest sign was probably from when I was maybe 3-4 years old and would often dress as a princess/easter witch (it's a common tradition for girls to do that on the Friday before easter in my culture) with the other girls at daycare. Some other signs would be: how I liked to play family (I would always play the mother) with my friends in pre-school, I would usually pick a female character in group projects where we had scenarios, or how I've always sat with my legs crossed (not really trans exclusive, but often considered feminine).

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DawnOday

My grandparents bought me dolls. I would babysit my sisters kids so i could put them to sleep so I could wear her clothes.
Dawn Oday

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DawnOday

Quote from: Janine on June 02, 2016, 12:04:39 PM


3. When I learned that girls typically pee sitting down, I started doing that. To this day I don't pee standing up unless I'm outside or the stalls are full.

How funny. I too began sitting. I kept telling my self it was since I has such a long way down I would get splashes all over my legs 6'3"now but I was 6'5". Also my privates are micro sized. You've heard about using tweezers to find it? That's me.
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First crossdress - Asked mother to dress me in sisters costumes  Age 7
First revelation - 1982 to my present wife
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objectionyourhonour

One kinda funny moment that sticks with me: In my first year at Kindergarten, my teacher wanted me to play one of the angels in the nativity play. I was 4, tiny, had huge blue eyes and curly blond hair so she thought it would be cute. I screamed until she let me play a shepherd instead.
Don't dream it, be it.
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