Wow again guys. I thought I was extremely lucky to have gotten as many responses as I did, and next thing I knew there were a bunch more awesome replies! I feel completely spoiled by your warm welcomes, and the time you've all taken to relate your stories, give advice, etc. I'm quite moved by it all actually, so a very sincere and heartfelt thank you to you all.
Quote from: Nero on July 12, 2009, 06:20:25 PM
I wasn't sure what to call you. Maybe try out a male name here. See if you like it.
Would it be bad forum-etiquette if I try out a name and then possibly change it once I figure out what name suits me best? I have a name in mind, but I'm not 100% sure about it (recurring theme... lol), but I don't want to make anyone frustrated if just as they get used to calling me one name, I switch it to another, ya know?

Quote from: Monty on July 12, 2009, 06:23:44 PM
Trust me, I don't think there are that many FTMs who can look in the mirror, pre-T, with a boy's haircut and clothes and not feel like they don't recognize the person in the mirror.
That's a big relief. I probably seem like a slow learner for continually expressing the same concerns and doubts, but the reassurance from all of you has already done wonders for my stress level. I'm really feeling like I can accept this and take it as it comes instead of continuing to feed myself self-depreciating stereotypes and flak. It may sound melodramatic, but finding this forum has already been life-changing.
Quote from: Arch on July 12, 2009, 06:57:26 PM
I was a little boy when I was small. Then, I guess, the weight of everybody else's opinion basically turned me into a tomboy. I was never fully happy that way, but I made the most of the role. As a teenager and young adult, I did my damnedest to be a regular girl and fit in, since my situation seemed hopeless and I didn't know there was such a thing as FTMs. I thought I was seriously disturbed for feeling the way I felt, so I buried it.
YES!!! Exactly!! You so completely expressed exactly how I felt growing up. As a kid I was one of the boys, (I even felt relieved when I found my clit because I thought I was *finally* growing my penis... And was very disappointed when I found out that wasn't the case. But I still held on to a tenuous hope that *maybe* it would turn into a penis anyways...).
I played with both boys and girls, but I felt instinctually that I was part of an "us" that included boys, and the girls were "them". When I played "guns", "army", or "race cars" (on our bikes), with my male cousin, I was in my natural element. When he stopped to pee behind the shed and I had to go into the house, I felt not only ripped-off, but also confused. The first time that happened, I asked my mom if I could have a plastic penis for Christmas. I didn't even know if such a product existed, but I felt sure that it must, because "how else was I going to pee standing up?!?!" lol. Poor mom, what she must've thought about that question coming from a 5 year-old...
Then, as I became aware of the social expectations of the sex I was born into, I tried my hardest to live up to those standards and be as good of a "girl" as I could. When I finally came out as gay (at age 27, after marrying a man and having two children), I felt a big relief, because not only could I be with people I was phyiscally and emotionally attracted to, but the gender roles were "loosened" because people didn't expect me to be girly as a lesbian, and to an extent I felt like I could be "one of the guys" again.
It was only recently that I've begun to realize that even though there's a big difference between being a straight girl (and the gender-role expectations that go along with that) and being gay (and the somewhat looser rules about femininity and gender-roles), it's still not the same as being a guy. There are still expectations on gay women to be "women" in all that entails.
And beyond just the social expectations, I just somehow know that I'm a guy. I hate being treated like a woman, or being reminded that I'm technically a girl. And when something happens (however small) that makes me feel like a guy (someone telling me "you drive like a man" or my mom jokingly saying "you're more like another son than a daughter" or someone online [on a non-trans-related site] thinking I'm a guy because of my gender-neutral screenname) I'm overjoyed, even as insignificant as those things may be in the grand scheme of things.
Quote from: Dennis on July 12, 2009, 07:00:36 PM
Welcome. And I know totally how you feel. I couldn't have passed no matter what I did pre-T, and I didn't wear men's clothes or have a men's haircut because I felt uncomfortably like people would think I was cross-dressing.
Precisely. I don't want people to see me as "a girl wearing guy's clothing" I just want them to see me as a guy. But I'm not "there" yet in terms of anything further than clothing/haircut, so I'm going to try 'em out to find if at least they help me be able to see even a sliver of myself in the mirror.
Quote from: Radar on July 12, 2009, 08:01:16 PM
It all starts with the small things. I donated all my female clothes, which was pretty much just work clothes. I kept a few real nice ones to give to my sisters. Then I got some strictly men's office work clothes. I started getting rid of girly things people had given me over the years. I didn't really like them but I kept them out of politeness. Look into getting a binder.
Even just not wearing the women's clothing anymore is so liberating. I worked on stopping any half-assed feminine mannerisms I tried so very hard to learn. It's amazing what family and society will force you to learn. It's so liberating to not always have to watch what I'm doing so I don't seem flamingly butch. Now, I don't care (as much).
Getting a therapist is a good idea. Mine has helped me alot and will probably help me more in the future. I'm not transitioning as quickly as I would like, but that's due to my situation with family & work. It will be easier for me and others if I transition slowly. You'll probably need to find an endo to start T if you want to. I'm not far in my transition either and it seems overwhelming at all the things I have left to do, but, I just try to do one step at a time. As time goes on I get closer to my goal. You will too. 
Thanks for the practical tips, those definitely are appreciated. I'm going to get a binder as soon as I can afford one. As a single mom of two young kids, I have to really plan and save for any purchase, even one as relatively small as just a binder. As for the clothes, that's similar to what I did with my girly office clothes when I came out as gay. Now I only wear my boy-ish (but actually girl clothes) clothes. And as I'm able to slowly add some actual guys' clothes to my wardrobe as I'm able to afford, I'll probably shuffle off the girl clothes in a similar manner.
As for the mannerisms, I couldn't agree more. I've heard/read people say "you don't need to change your mannerisms to male ones, just be who you are" but for me, my feminine mannerisms are NOT who I am. They were things I picked up through my social conditioning and have never felt completely natural to me, but now they're almost automatic. Changing them won't be changing myself, except to change more towards who I feel that I really am. It'll be an opportunity to just let myself be the way I've always stopped myself from being.
I do actually have a therapist. I've been seeing her almost every week for three years (since a month before I came out as gay). I primarily see her due to my history of abuse (by my step-dad while I was growing up), but I think I'm probably ready to address this issue with her now too. Now that I've admitted to myself what I feel, I think I'll be able to explain it to her.
Quote from: Teknoir on July 12, 2009, 09:07:36 PM
Do what feels right, when it feels right. If you aren't comfortable going out in men's clothes yet, but you want to "try it out", there is always the option of doing it in the privacy of your own home until you feel ready. And never sweat a haircut - the stuff grows back! 
The early stages of discovery and expression are some of the most nerve wracking, but they are also some of the most liberating, affirming and rewarding.
Yeah, I've already started experimenting with binding, packing, and STP (the first time was such a surreal and euphoric experience. Like "omg, *finally* I'm peeing standing up, after 30 years of doing it wrong!". It's sure gonna take some practice tho... lol) in the privacy of my home once the kids are in bed. It feels a little odd to be secretive about it, almost like I'm ashamed of it (which I'm not, just not ready to be open about all of it), but I know that I have to start with baby steps. Full time is still a LONG way off for me I think.
And I totally appreciate your comment about how nerve-wracking and yet rewarding this stage is, you're absolutely right.
Wow, again I've written a veritable tome of my personal life out here. Don't mind the babbling, I think I've got mental diarrhea.

And sorry too, to those I didn't respond to directly. I appreciate your responses just as much, but had nothing more to add to what you said that wouldn't be "gilding the lily".