When I was about 8 or so, I remember two of my brothers running naked around the house before their bathtime, and my being angry because they had "things" and I didn't. I distinctly remember yelling at my Mom, "where's mine?!"
As a teen, I "out-boyed the boys" in my neighborhood. I was the fastest runner, the quickest at climbing trees, the one that was the best at fixing popped bike chains and the best at kickball. To my family I was "a tomboy," which was the term used back then.
For decades, I dressed mostly androgynously. Jeans, graphic t-shirts and tennis shoes were and still are, my clothes of choice. Whenever my family had fancy get togethers like weddings, they'd beg me to wear dresses, which I did reluctantly. I hated it.
I was at an anime convention three years ago and in the women's room talking with other cosplayers when I first heard the term "transgender" during a discussion about binding. It was like a lightbulb went on in my brain! I was like, "so THAT'S what I'm called!"
Three years later, and I'm 7 months into transitioning into the man I should be. Its been a confusing, happy, frustrating, thrilling journey so far, and I wouldn't change a second of it.
Ryuichi
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