I remember cross dressing at 4 and then around 5 and 6 I had a boy friend from down our street . I guess my parents didn't understand what they saw so there were small hints at aversion . Things got repressed until puberty then the flood gates broke open

Its been extremely inconsistent, but I've known something was wrong with me since a very early age. I had no idea what it was. I didn't even notice that any TV show involving body switching with a male and a female I always thought the person getting the female body was lucky. The male body? eww gross. After puberty I started to realize how gross it was every time I got aroused. About 4 years ago I started dreaming almost every night about getting to be a cis-female for a day (the idea was that my body would be remade as if the only change in my DNA was the Y to X), then it changed about a year ago to when I wanted, but I would mostly stay in female form. About 6 months ago I started asking if the dream meant something. I started exploring my gender identity and everything suddenly made sense.

very hard to say an exact date, all my life I knew I was not like other boys, growing up on a remote island in the north pacific with a retire marine corp father I cant say that I knew what gender identity was unril much later in my life. I do know that after my daughter left home that my dysphoria / anxiety /drug abuse took over my life. it took a decade of therapy for me to understand and accept me, so for me really I pushed later in button, because I just thought I was gay for most of my life. I never tried to understand any of this until I choose to not live any longer as the other person I was.. anyway long story maybe another post..tehe..for now I am post 40 when I knew "times they are a changing"

It's just such a revelation now that I've been on HRT for 14 months . I'm being hit with the realization that wow this is exactly what I've been searching for and been in denial about all these years.  There is an article in the news section about Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie's child that fits me perfectly except that I lived in the dark ages of transgender kids and I lived in shame and denial instead of being able to be me. thank goodness things are changing.

I got into an argument with my parents about what gender I was at the age of 5. Other than that my gender dysphoria went pretty much dormant till I was 18 (besides certain ocassions) and so I have been dealing with constant dysphoria since then.

 Around 5 when I asked my mother to buy me two pair of little pierced hooped earrings and throughout my life. Instead pf praying the gay away. I was praying for my abomination to go away.

Age eight or nine was the earliest I can remember thinking "I wish I was a girl."

Quote from: stephaniec on December 22, 2014, 07:27:58 PM
just a curious question , everyone has a different tale to tell and we seem all to become aware of some dysphoria at all different ages . Mine started a 4 and was relentless through out my life. I wasn't able to deal with it medically until a year ago.

Not quite the question I thought from the subject....
Awaken, Or.... Falling out of bed in a cold sweat with your heart racing.  But I am of that era raised under the rule of "Life sucks and then you die".

I was fairly aware by the age of 5 or 6, but it wasn't until about 9 or 10 years old that I was fully conscious of the issue and regularly crying myself to sleep, begging to wake up in a girl's body.

By the age of 11 I was bold enough to start swiping my mom's clothes and secretly crossdressing. Sadly, it took me another 26 years after that to admit it to anyone but myself. And it's taken another 10 to seriously begin transitioning.

it can be a hard thing to come to terms with

I've wanted to be a girl from some of my earliest memories, however I don't think I experienced any dysphoria about my body seriously until I was about 12. I wanted so badly to grow breasts and felt like I should be. (phantom breasts? lol)

Took me 8 years, but I'm finally getting them.

 I don't recall when I became aware, but I do remember getting caught shaving my legs when I was nine or ten by my sister. 

Quote from: Peebles on December 23, 2014, 06:00:12 PM
I've wanted to be a girl from some of my earliest memories, however I don't think I experienced any dysphoria about my body seriously until I was about 12. I wanted so badly to grow breasts and felt like I should be. (phantom breasts? lol)

Took me 8 years, but I'm finally getting them.

It is such a great feeling to get the real ones. Going through puberty was hell because my brain was telling me I should have breasts , but my body wouldn't comply .

Quote from: Valerie Rose on December 22, 2014, 10:14:28 PM
Around puberty. My mom ran a thrift store...you can image the fun I had with free clothes.

That would be nice.


For me it was also around puberty when It became clear. It also started with cross dressing, but for me it was my friend's sisters clothes.

like being locked in a department store over night

Quote from: stephaniec on December 23, 2014, 08:43:41 PM
It is such a great feeling to get the real ones. Going through puberty was hell because my brain was telling me I should have breasts , but my body wouldn't comply .

I also, had this. I used to read alot of (female) puberty book and felt a deep sense of emptyness as if I was missing out on something I felt like I should have been going through.

I also started cross dressing in secret around that that time, stealing all my sister's bigger clothes. 

I use to stuff them with the half-hemispheres from a planetary set I had.

Quote from: stephaniec on December 23, 2014, 08:43:41 PM
It is such a great feeling to get the real ones. Going through puberty was hell because my brain was telling me I should have breasts , but my body wouldn't comply .

If I allow myself to I can just cry about every day looking and feeling mine.... It is so GREAT having a body that is mostly OK

I had it pretty good , I shared a bedroom with my two sisters

I actually was locked in Target at pacific fair once when I was 12. Back when I ran away for 3 days. I went to my favourite shopping centre and went from shop to shop. On the second day after playing games in toyworld I went to Target and sayed a little too long. I was busy putting on several sets of girls clothes in the try on area ( with the intent of not paying for them ) when the lights started turning off. Once figured out what was going on I went to the makeup area to continue taking things. Half an hour later  a sweet shop assistant lady found me and directed to the exit. Stealing is wrong but I felt so good afterwards. It was dark when I reached my hiding spot were I was sleeping then took everything off, washed myself under the public shower and put on my new pajamas for a good nights sleep.