Non-male
http://tgnotwhatyouthink.blogspot.com/2008/11/non-male.html11/25/2008
I knew from early on that being a girl would have been a better fit for me, but I kept quiet about it. Mostly, I imagined things in the mirror that I thought could not be mine. Changing sex was not part of my world. At first, I knew nothing about it. Later, I knew only the horror stories.
If I was sure I could not be a girl, I was also sure that I hated being a boy, at least a typical one. I tried hard to fit, but rejection by other boys pretty much always happened. At the same time, I was not welcomed by the girls, so I learned to get along on my own. As a child, I often played alone in a world of my imagination. I did spend a lot of time playing with my younger brother, and I did a lot of typical boy things, like play football (tackle, no padding), but I never really got the hang of war games.
