Newbie here, doing the introduction thing. New to transhood (despite almost 15 years of unnamed experience) and new to forum-ing (despite almost 15 years of internet addiction). I'm excited to be here.
I am exactly 2 weeks into my awareness of myself as a transperson. I am female-bodied and though I've never been capable of thinking of myself as 'girl' or 'woman' I always accepted it as the default. I've had a couple of trans friends and lovers, but I've never recognized myself in their experiences: "I always knew that I was [opposite of birth sex]." I've run through a bunch of explanations for my feelings of alienation and difference (including sexuality-, imagined trauma-, and mental illness-based) but this is the one that makes the most sense.
Two weeks ago I came across "I'm not a woman but that doesn't mean I'm a man" and it's as if a flat of bricks dropped on my head. (Thanks in part to obsessive lurking on your androgyne boards) I'm now able to describe myself: a masculine person somehow tricked at birth into a female body, who's not ready to give up her sisterhood and who doesn't regret missing out on the rigid masculinity that is his brothers' birthright.
No more lurking! Hello friends!
