Quote from: Kaydee on February 17, 2014, 05:12:43 PM
I don't remember those really young years.  But in early high school I was cross dressing and spent a lot of time looking at the women's clothing in the Sears catalog.   It wasn't until a few months ago that it all made sense and I admitted I was trangender at 56.

OMG I totally forgot that I used to look through all the female clothing magazines that we used to get in the paper!

I spent years feeling something was wrong. I had little clue as to what. I only really put the pieces together when I was in my thirties. That doesn't mean I didn't hate being called boy, man, etc.. I did. I just never figured out why until recently.

It's crazy ,I've known for a long time some thing was very different with me. but I was too embarrassed to try to ask counselors  I've seen in the past about it because I had a severe cross dressing problem. My brain finally just shut down and I got help.

Quote from: Mariax on February 17, 2014, 08:29:15 PM
I spent years feeling something was wrong. I had little clue as to what. I only really put the pieces together when I was in my thirties. That doesn't mean I didn't hate being called boy, man, etc.. I did. I just never figured out why until recently.

Same here, except the feeling I had was that I was different, and I could not put a finger on what the difference was so I eventually just quit worrying about it. It wasn't a strong feeling, but the difference was clearly there, weaving itself into all the aspects of my life.

I only started figuring it out in my mid-40s. Before then I considered myself just to be an average, middle aged, somewhat weird married guy with no friends. With therapy my past became crystal clear and I could see and understand what the difference was.

First memories of gid were when I was 4 I think or maybe 5. It was not wrong for me at the time. The wrong business only came later by the expectations of society. But I noticed something is different. Now I obviously did not understand this whole business at that time. I was not thinking about transitioning before I could read  At kindergarden I tried a few times to play with the girls. Lent my mothers clothing for the first time at age seven. And all my life have had the feelings on envy and curiousness about being on the other side. And still much later I am still figuring myself out. But the whole gender business has always been present in different ways.

My entire life, and my first memory, which has never changed, is wearing little girl clothes and playing in my mom's makeup. I was four when I found out, once and for all, that I was a boy. A few years later were when I started praying to wake up as a girl. I haven't thought about the praying much till lately, but when you believe in God and Christ you also believe he can and does do miracles. I'd wake up each day disappointed and sad because I had to live another day with the heart and soul of a girl in the body of a boy. I really don't think anything could be much worse than being transgendered. Most fathers' first question about the brand new baby isn't, 'is it healthy?', it's 'is it a boy or a girl?'

What age did I know someone was wrong?  Very early, my parents were pretty good at letting me know I was wrong.