My purge happened around 13... Not that I had anything to purge except my transness... I knew I wanted to be a girl, but I knew I wouldn't survive high school unless I crafted some sort of workable male persona. So, I did just that. I became this stoner/slacker/rockstar type, and it worked for me. I ended up blocking out my previous feelings and desires and literally forgot I was transgendered. But of course things started to creep in. I grew my hair longer, experimented with eye-liner, got my ears pierced, all the while telling myself that other rockstars did all that and more and they weren't considered girly, and that's what I was aspiring to become. Tried my best to exhibit some swagger and attitude. But I never quite got the hang of being a guy, never felt like 'one of the guys' even though I had groups of guy friends. And then 20 hit, was out of my teens, and I made this deal with a friend of mine that involved cross-dressing. It seemed innocent enough but it flipped a switch in me that brought everything I had suppressed out into the open... I knew I couldn't forget again, couldn't bury it anymore. So I chose to transition, and I don't regret it at all.