I grew up with 3 brothers in a socio economically challenged area, and being seen as strong was a survival need. Though I hated my puberty, I emerged naturally muscled and quite strong. Whilst not the tallest kid, I earned a reputation for being the toughest. At 14 I was transferred to a tough school, and quickly established myself as someone not to try bully. I decided to try give up these transgender feelings and go for an ultra masculine life.
I became a diesel mechanic, and spent 30 years in the testosterone driven industry, and had a reputation for doing jobs others couldn't. I also found myself in alpha male leadership roles in my community. To contrast all this, I was a single parent for 17 years, and also was known as someone who was great with children. Strangely, people who knew me just accepted that I was equally proficient at fixing trucks and caring for kids.
By 50, the testosterone atmosphere in my career was intolerable to me, so I semi retired to teaching kids and adults. My wife knew I was trans, and our agreement was that she would leave if I transitioned, and I was committed to keep her. My body had other ideas, I developed hypogonadism and my genitals atrophied as my dysphoria became intolerable. It finally made me so sick my doctor told me I needed to transition to survive. Even then I fought it, but realised I needed to stay on hormones. I reluctantly transitioned, my wife left, but strangely, I am still quite strong after 7 years of HRT, and still find myself in alpha roles.
In retrospect, despite the social roles, I have alway been myself inside, and through phases of my life, this has come through. Some people were confused by this, but most just accepted that I had both strong masculine and feminine sides to me, and after 7 years of transition, this is still true.
Hugs,
Allie