I’ve observed that many crossdressers and transgender women recognize their gender identity at a young age. For some, it’s an early realization, while for others, it unfolds later in life.
I’m curious about your experience…
When did you first realize you were female or had a feminine side? Was this something you felt as a child, or did it develop over time?
I’d love to hear your story! Feel free share your thoughts in the comments below!
Love,
Lucille
I knew I was a girl in my early teen but blocked it out , but the throughs of being a girl get stronger allthe time I have dressing for years in priv but came out two years ago
I first thought that I was. A girl when I was about 5 I was in kinder garden and my teacher brought in makeup and girl from 8 th grade came down. To put it on it was lipstick blush mascara and eyeshadow from that day I thought I was a girl
i knew at age 8 that i was trapped in the wrong body, and i told my parents but in the 50’s it was unheard of being transgendered now i had to live as a boy and be a girl at home much like jackie, in the abc news specialbut now at age 59 i am finaley living as the woman i was ment to be and i have finaley found peace within myself….. i have 3 kids and they love me for who i am….. my daughter says its great cause she now has 2 moms…. mark became mary about 10 years ago and even thou i have no male clothes and live as a woman full time i thank him for helping me become who i am
I totally believe I am two emotions in the same body…but seems the woman sid has been winning for a long long time now…I still operate as a male but it’s hard these days…like every day she just keeps asking me to open up and live…have been aware of Kimberlie for 20 years now…
I knew I was a girl by the age of five years old and going to kindergarten and wanting to play with the toys that were for girls and at that time in america boys did not play with girls toys.
All my friends were girls all the way until mid grade school
I started dressing in my teens. Was married twice and dressed with both. I still love to dress as fully as I can when I have the time. I dress in my neighbor and a few of the neighbor’s don’t mind. I go out dressed a couple of times to shop for new clothes. Mostley I dress at Halloween.
I didn’t know I was female, what I couldn’t understand was why I wasn’t like the other girls that I played with everyday, why I didn’t get to dress and be pretty, I knew something was wrong at the age of 4, both parents were career USMC and were lets say less than happy over my question of ” when do I get to become a girl ” I didn’t understand, at the age of 10 I started thinking about weddings and actually about boys, I was beaten ( no not spanked) if I was caught wearing female clothing, I was taken to the base doctor for exam and after 1 hr of talking with me a 10 yr old he told my parents I was a homosexual, that went over well !!!
At the age of 13 I was about to commit suicide when I met a female classmate, she was always kind and gentle, my life changed when I told her about my thoughts and desires, she as loving and accepting. At the age of 22 I started HRT and therapy, in 1974 I was approved for GRS however never completed the process of a dozen reasons, I wonder everyday if I made the right choice.
Today I work at a Emergency Flight RN, I love my work, I love the people I support and I try to be the best person I can be then everything falls into place as a loving women.
Life has been cruel and beautiful at the same time, its been one hell of a ride
You have for sure had it rough, but keep the faith and be true to yourself!
My realization was more of the nature of how important clothes are to me. I never think of myself as a girl or woman. I don’t think I have the feminine qualities for a woman. I do think of myself as a nineteenth century dandy. This realization came to me in 1968 after I read the book “The Dandy” by Ellen Moers.” This became my bible, so to speak. Unfortunately when I talk about it no-one can relate to it. My mind is masculine and I am often made to feel gross the way I come on to my contemporaries. I admit that I have been and still am socially inept at least for this world and will never really fit in. I tend to view others in a class-related sort of way which does not fit in this age of democracy. I started dressing in women’s clothes at age 25 and gradually it became all-out. Eventually I realized that my dandy image is dead and that I have a woman’s body image anyway so I went for it. At the same time I did not want to take hormones and wanted to be healthy at all cost. After being in psychiatric hospitals for 11.5 years somehow I decided to live this life healthy for as long as feasible. I do not get along with other trans persons because of my own mindset. They do not have ears to listen to me. I am not quite sure what the purpose of my present life is but thanks to the many professional persons surrounding me, I live quite comfortably. No doubt I will pass on in the same way. I do get the called ma’am a lot. This is fine with me. I have issues with going to the Men’s Room: I don’t like the sight of urinals and I don’t like to stand up to pee. I also find the male genitalia quite messy or at least it is unless one takes special precautions. Gentlemen use to sit down to pee but somehow over time lost the habit. Anyway I do take great pains to look nice and to present myself well at all times. I love sports but I love to relax and to get clean as well. Refinement through a ritual of taste!