What brought this up was after reading a headline in a online new video where a person was asked "Many people asked me, are you a boy or are you a girl".

That brought back memories of me being misgendered at an early age by various people and some would ask my mother why is your daughter dressed like a boy?

That kind of stuff never happened to me, but in middle school i dealt with bullying based on the fact that I was gender nonconforming (well before I knew I was trans or that that was a thing I could be).

Not all that much. However people in school and elsewhere used the male version of the typical extended form of my name because they assumed I also had that extended form, and were too stupid to know there was in fact a female form... which I quite pleased with, actually.

I was mostly treated like the boy that the doctors said I was.  I do remember getting comments from adults that my long eyelashes were wasted on a boy.

I was regularly assumed to be a boy (yay!) but I hated it when people "corrected" themselves. I despised anything I perceived as feminine and even my extended family called me "the boy" my grandfather never had.

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Not only in childhood, but in adulthood right up until I started Testosterone.
I was always androgynous or read as a boy, even with childhood long blonde hair and later, boobs lol

Because of that it didn't take T long to nudge me over the tipping point.

I always confused people about whether I was male or female til I grew a mustache at the age of 18 after 2 yrs of dry shaving so to grow facial hair.

Happened to me fairly often - I was into sports - which most people took as a masculine thing (no idea why, but that was then). My mannerisms, my looks, etc spoke feminine to people.

Unfortunately, I got only "you are so sensitive" "Are you gay?" "You sure you're not gay" and such.

Treated  as my gender. My mom did yeald to some of my quirks. She fought it get me into home economics when that was mainly a girl thing. Boys went to shop. I was the only boy in gymnastics at my school.

Age two, or thereabouts:  I had curly blond hair.  Someone said, "Oh, what a pretty girl you have," to my Dad.  Dad said, "that's it, that kid is going to the barber."  Mom said I cried when they cut my hair.  I wonder why?

Age seventeen:  Gendered female by a passerby who offered to do the body work on my car.  (It was 1980, I had long hair).

Age twenty three:  Asked if I was gay by an employer.

Age twenty five:  Gendered female and catcalled by a cyclist while sunbathing in a men's bikini at the beach.  (It was 1988, I had a long mullet).

I remember when I was very young, people would say to me that I had long
beautiful eye lashes ... then they would get all flustered, realizing
I guess that you're not supposed to say that to a little boy. I was absolutely
thrilled inside. When I was about 13, I used comb my hair forward to try and
look better. I did it in front of my young cousin and she said to me "You look
just like a girl". One of the few happy moments of my childhood.

I looked like a girl when I was a baby. I have seen the pictures. In school, I was constantly being beaten up and called a girl. Even after I got tall, people figured I was a girl. When I ran into a guy I graduated with, he said he thought I was on hormones in high school. I graduated in 1984, when this was illegal.

Quote from: kathb31 on October 05, 2016, 07:19:55 PM
I remember when I was very young, people would say to me that I had long
beautiful eye lashes ... then they would get all flustered, realizing
I guess that you're not supposed to say that to a little boy. I was absolutely
thrilled inside. When I was about 13, I used comb my hair forward to try and
look better. I did it in front of my young cousin and she said to me "You look
just like a girl". One of the few happy moments of my childhood.

Ha! Totally forgot that one until you mentioned it, they use to say same to me. " i would kill for your eyelashes"