Quote from: PurpleWolf on December 15, 2017, 06:17:39 AM
What did going through puberty feel like to you? Did you try to ignore it? Did you hate it? Were you alright with it? How did you feel about your body changing? Were you expecting it to happen? Or were you surprised? Did you somehow expect that nature would skip all that in your case?

To me puberty was a completely distasteful intruder that I tried to fight fang and nail. I knew most of what would happen, but couldn't really believe it would happen to me. I hated and was mortified when it did.

When my breasts got sore, I was both scared and elated—perhaps there was a chance that I wasn't going to become a man after all. Then, when my genitals awoke, I was devastated. I hated the way my body seemed to do what it wanted regardless of my wishes.

When I found hair on my legs, I first tried to pluck it off, and when that didn't help resolved to use sheer willpower to prevent any more from sprouting elsewhere on my body. That didn't quite work out, but while my legs came to resemble a satyr's I did remain nearly hairless above the hips.

At school I hated becoming even more segregated from the girls, but that was the reality at the mission school I attended at the time. (Couples did exist, but I had no interest in that kind of a relationship—I just wanted to talk and be friends.) With the boys I had just about nothing in common. I detested much of their humor and didn't understand their seeming obsession with team sports. I did try weight lifting (in the hope of enlarging my pectoral muscles) but that didn't work at all. Where everyone else gained bulk, the more I worked my body the more lissom I got.

I'd already found out in elementary school that I didn't fit in, and at puberty shut myself even tighter into my own world. That continued through most of my school years. I stayed immersed in books and in study, and kept to myself.

Eventually I gave up and resigned myself to my body becoming what it was programmed to become. I knew that surgery was possible, and decided to bide my time and eventually get it when I could.

I had a naturally low level of testosterone so my puberty was really late and weak. In addition to that I never really accepted I was trans until after I finished puberty, so I was lucky it didn't scar me emotionally.

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Praying that I would wake up one day during it and the nightmare I was living would have stopped! Wasn't puberty going to straighten everything out so I didn't think I was a girl/wanted to be a girl anymore...nope did exactly the opposite made my confusion deeper and my notion I was very different from other guys even stronger.

Physically it was late,  mild and gradual. I was still getting new beard and body hair into my early thirties.
My voice breaking was the worst part for me. I'd been a successful chorister and loved to sing,  loosing that was hard.

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QuoteHow did you experience puberty?

As quickly as possible.  High school, ugh.  Kill those people.   

Just hated to be around this huge crowd of strangers, most of whom seemed to be bent on being the biggest dillrods possible.  There were some friendly types alright but the only acquaintances I made were some of the dorks, and after awhile I severed ties with them, eating lunch in my car in the parking lot alone.   I just couldn't click with any of these people, and having these off-the-wall sexual/gender urges didn't help.  Don't think I ever took a shower for gym, forget it.  Don't think I ever took gym, actually.  Study hall or typing or BASIC programming was more my speed.

My solution was to bury myself completely in my hobbies, and to this day I feel like I'm new in town everywhere.  I'm happy and like to bring joy to peoples' lives too, but will always feel the outsider, which is difficult since when I was growing up I never had any doubts about being in a community.

I don't remember exactly how puberty registered with me; or whether my early teens crossdressing led to thoughts of being a TS.  It was 35 years ago and I've never been a diarist.  Puberty, what a mess.  I don't care who you are.  Nocturnal emissions, zits, growth, hair, oiliness.  Now you're a man!   

Quote from: PurpleWolf on December 15, 2017, 06:17:39 AM
What did going through puberty feel like to you?

I survived puberty, but I didn't like it.