I'm almost 22 years old and it took me until I was 19, almost 20, to realize that I was trans and that I had to do something about it to have a happy life. I stumbled upon a podcast called
Trans-Ponder a long time ago and I have to say that it really gives a voice to transgender life and its issues and I consider it recommended listening for all LGBT people. When I heard stories and interviews about and with transpeople and their concerns, it resonated very strongly and I would probably still be confused and questioning my gender and sexuality if it weren't for that.
I might not have always had the label "transgender" to describe myself: a lot of us haven't. But I was a little boy who preferred dolls and makeup over cars and sports. "Sissy" was a label I had, along with others that aren't too polite. In the end, though, I closed my eyes and pictured my ideal self: the version of me that's (naturally) a bit more clever, a few pounds lighter, and less messed up in general. I asked if this ideal image of a picture-perfect me was a man or a woman.
She was a woman, naturally. And this is when I realized for sure I was trans.