I have long believed that I can do anything i want to. Not everything, but anything. Choose what you want and like and go for it. Stereotypes mean nothing.

Quote from: Echo Alcestis on May 01, 2015, 11:11:19 PM
oh, I'm a complete tomboy as well. though I'm not in to sports are cars or what not, but I love combat boots, fighting and I don't like dresses or skirts or makeup and I rather my hair short.

You sound like Revi from Black Lagoon.

I have wondered the same thing. I work on cars, I have raced motorcycles, I shoot. I have came to the conclusion that I am going to do what I like still and if my current friends don't accept me then oh well. There are a lot of people out here that will. I am sure I am not the only one with a .308 and a dress. Here in Detroit a girl had one of the fastest mustangs around and she built it herself.
I think rhe hardest thing is to accept that not being average isn't a bad thing. When you think out of the box great things can happen. I have never followed the pack in business but did with my life and happiness. Pretty dumb. I am at a point that I want to enjoy myself as me not what I think everyone else wants. 

I would like nothing more than to be able to fit in to the stereo typical image of woman hood..
Problem is; I have decade worth of a male life..some of which has become the only thread of enjoyment
which allows me to still remain in this world..with out these.. I would become one of the successfully portions
of the 42% statistics.
Yes; I would like to be/do all those girly things but transitioning at older ages is so much harder to do.

My mother, a ciswoman, gets out under the hood of her car on an almost daily basis - she's currently restoring a 1965 Chevrolet Chevelle Malibu/SS hybrid and refuses to let my father do too much on it (partially because of his health, but mostly because that's just who she is). She used to tell my sister stories of how when she was younger, she wore jeans, rode dirt bikes, got into fist fights, etc., against her father's wishes - he was an old-fashioned type who believed a woman's place was in the home. He wasn't misogynistic, he was just raised during the Great Depression, when that was just how things were. He pitched an absolute snit whenever she got her first car, because she insisted on doing all the repairs and maintenance herself. And you know what? Woman can wrench circles around me, and I was raised male!

There exists every different kind of person under the sun in the world. A lot of the time, we feel as if we should present ourselves a certain way because of a preconceived notion or stereotype, but that is harmful for anyone. Reputations can be a prison, and it's painful to mold yourself to fit a reputation. (Look up Humble the Poet. He has some nice stuff to say about this.)

I most certainly have a lot of "guy" things about me, but I can still allow myself to identify as a girl. Just like how there are very feminine guys out there, there are most certainly masculine girls out there as well.

Best of love to you

I did my daughters rear breaks last weekend and changed her oil this weekend. I wish she would watch and learn but she is obsessed with a spring tan.

I only trust myself with family breaks and I hand fit them.

When I was growing up they was no money to take a car to a shop.

I agree with everyone here. Just be who you are. I'm a transman and I still enjoy making jewlery--not wearing it, just making jewelry to sell or give as gifts--I don't have to give that up. I can still enjoy making crafts, and that doesn't make me any less of a man. I refuse to accept artificial stereotypes. I'm even keeping my hair long (lots of guys do). So maybe that'll make it harder for me to pass. So what. I like my ponytail and I'm not cutting it just so that I can fit some stereotype. I am a man with long hair who likes to make crafts, and is also into wilderness survival as a hobby, and is taking up flintknapping. I am a writer, a singer, and a bit of a bass player (though rusty since my bass was stolen). I am me. I am Julian. Anyone doesn't like it, that's not my problem.