Ugh...I'm so shaken and nervous that I don't know where to start. I'm scared to go on and I've been thinking of suicide lately. I didn't want to tell my family or anyone else because they'll hate me for it.
Okay...well, I finally came out to my parents in September 2011. They brushed it off and just said that my feelings were fake. Maybe they're right. Maybe everyone is. I used to have an account on deviantART and mentioned that I always wanted a male form and at the same time dress feminine. It's hard to explain over the internet.
I was questioned about how come I haven't seen a therapist or why I don't take hormones. I guess I'm just scared. I have an eating disorder and my worst fear is to gain fat or muscle from hormones and yet, I also hate the' curviness' of the female form. Every time I look in the mirror, I hate what I see. I hate having breasts, I hate having a female shape, but at the same time, I don't want fat or muscle.
Then again, despite all of this, I still like make-up and cute things, but then I also like masculine things too.
Ever since I was little, I used to refer to myself as a little boy. My friends and I would go out into the woods and chase wild animals. Sometimes, we'd play with bugs or play trading card games like Yu-Gi-Oh. Over time, it faded because I started puberty and I didn't want the other girls to think I was weird for still liking boyish things.
When I see myself naked and notice the female parts I have, I get angry at myself or blame it on God. I ask, why couldn't I have been born as a boy and be the way I want to be. Why do I have to wake up every morning and hear people call me she after I told them I go by male pronouns or threaten to hurt me because they think I'm a fraud for calling myself FTM.
Maybe no one here will understand where I'm coming from. I can't ask people to tell me what I am. It would help, but I guess it would bring some fear into my heart. I question myself after all this time. I was told that most people find out they're FTM when they're really young. I just didn't and so because of that, people have been calling me a fake.
Thus, I started thinking of suicide. I mean, what am I? Why couldn't I just be normal? Maybe people would stop being angry at me if I just died off. I'm sorry this seems so cynical, but I have no one else to talk to. I feel so alone about all of this.