ConfusedHumanUK, I think you and I are quite alike, apart from our ages, I'm 5 years older, but I've experienced pretty much everything you've said so far. I'm also in the UK, the south, to be precise. I've been thinking for some time now that I really ought to start talking to a gender therapist. I worry that I might not come across as feminine enough to be considered for HRT, which would be a MAJOR downer. I mean, people on this forum have said countless times that "only you can tell if you are transgendered or not", or something to that effect, but it really annoys me that we have to jump through all these silly little hoops just to get things going anywhere.
I think my earliest memory of my life being different to all the other boys was when I was 6, that would have been 1989. I was living in a foster home and for some reason, I thought my dressing gown would make a good skirt. So I took the waist tie and tied it round my waist and then put the dressing gown under and over it and straightened it out to make it look neat and tidy. I seem to remember having one eye on what i was doing and the other on my bedroom door.

I was terrified at the idea of someone walking in and seeing me dressed up as a woman. I'm certain that if I was caught, I'd have been made to go to school like that!! The people I lived with at that time were pretty strict and I knew this was something I had to keep to myself, at least until the time was right. In the last couple of years, I've thought about telling my mum and/or my sister about how I've been feeling, but there is a part of me that worries that they wont understand or believe me. My sister is 2 years older than me and she has kids of her own and I worry that if all this comes out one day, what affect will it have on them?! I'm one of these people who thinks a hell of a lot about other people's feelings before expressing my own. It's served me well up to now, but something still isn't right.
I hope one day that I will overcome the fear inside and just say "to hell with it", but until then, it is my burden to carry. It is difficult to judge other people's reactions sometimes. You have to decide who to tell and what to tell them. Telling the wrong person can muddy the waters and disrupt friendships/family, so one has to be really careful. I feel my time is quickly approaching. Part of that is due to this feeling I have that tells me that this life can't possibly go on. I get suicidal thoughts from time to time and I can't tell if it's to do with me being unemployed or me having problems with how I see myself. One thing IS certain, I see myself as
u-g-l-y. So much so, that I avoid mirrors and reflections like the plague.
I truly hope all goes well with you and your mum. It does kind of make sense telling her first, doesn't it?

Just be honest, not just to her, but yourself. If this is trully what you want, it will
feel right.
Take care and all the best.