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Wed, 24 October 2007 09:00   |
o4jkafla  Messages: 105 Registered: October 2007 Location: New England |
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| Re: When did YOU know? [message #1664 is a reply to message #1479 ] |
Wed, 24 October 2007 19:29   |
OttawaALF  Messages: 291 Registered: October 2007 Location: Ottawa, Ontario, Canada |
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Although I have never felt fully comfortable as a male since puberty (now 47), I had no idea that I was a transsexual until VERY recently. In fact, if anyone had suggested that I was, say one year ago, I would have looked the word "transsexual" up in the dictionary, and then argued that I wasn't. It would not have been denial, but pure conviction that I was "all man", even though I wasn't really super comfortable as a man.
Amanda
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| Re: When did YOU know? [message #1665 is a reply to message #1631 ] |
Wed, 24 October 2007 19:31   |
Wendy C  Messages: 4340 Registered: October 2007 Location: Gateway to the West |
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I would say from around age three, I can remember the potty chair and not wanting to learn to stand up to pee, because I was like my mother and she always sat down. At age four the neighbor girl wanted to compare genitals and I didnt think we looked any different, and after all we played with the same dolls and such too.
At age five, I had the most wondrous dream in which I these women removed that thing, dressed me in the prettiest red dress and gave me a doll to play with. At age 7 I racked my self on a bike and had to wear a miserable sling type affair. I told my Mother that I hated being a boy and wished I could be a girl. She told me at that time that she had hoped for a girl when I was born and that my name would have been Catherine. She hugged me and told me she loved me and that it didn't matter what I was.
I knew from then on that I was Catherine.
In my early thirty's, I sought SRS, was denied due to the SOC and
one of the two Psychiatrist I had seen. After that I spent the next thirty years burying myself believing that I would never be allowed to change. As has been said already...wrong, wrong, wrong!!
Never deny your dream and your instincts or you will be haunted til the day you die.
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Wendy Catherine
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| Re: When did YOU know? [message #1696 is a reply to message #1665 ] |
Wed, 24 October 2007 21:05   |
Katie  Messages: 13586 Registered: October 2007 Location: La La Land |
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| Wendy C wrote on Wed, 24 October 2007 19:31 | I would say from around age three, I can remember the potty chair and not wanting to learn to stand up to pee, because I was like my mother and she always sat down. At age four the neighbor girl wanted to compare genitals and I didnt think we looked any different, and after all we played with the same dolls and such too.
At age five, I had the most wondrous dream in which I these women removed that thing, dressed me in the prettiest red dress and gave me a doll to play with. At age 7 I racked my self on a bike and had to wear a miserable sling type affair. I told my Mother that I hated being a boy and wished I could be a girl. She told me at that time that she had hoped for a girl when I was born and that my name would have been Catherine. She hugged me and told me she loved me and that it didn't matter what I was.
I knew from then on that I was Catherine.
In my early thirty's, I sought SRS, was denied due to the SOC and
one of the two Psychiatrist I had seen. After that I spent the next thirty years burying myself believing that I would never be allowed to change. As has been said already...wrong, wrong, wrong!!
Never deny your dream and your instincts or you will be haunted til the day you die.
Hugs
Wendy Catherine
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*Katie looks at Catherine, long and hard.*
Come here, you ...
*Katie Hugs Catherine, VERY tight!*
I ...I'm so very glad you've made it here!
*More hugging ...*
And ... and -- please -- never hurt yourself again ...
*Trying hard not to cry, hugging tighter ...*
Katie
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| Re: When did YOU know? [message #1716 is a reply to message #1479 ] |
Thu, 25 October 2007 06:35   |
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I didn't vote but it would be earliest memory. I have always known that I had certain bits and pieces that jes' didn't belong. When I started school, I got along much better with the gals than I did with the guys.
Puberty sucked and it jes got worser frum there on
I was spotted as being different and my entire school daze was one long string of hazing, bullying and harassment. Anyway, I's gettin the problem fixed, best I can. I am a woman and if you don't believe me, I'll spike your instep with my high heels to show ya!
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| Re: When did YOU know? [message #1955 is a reply to message #1479 ] |
Sat, 27 October 2007 01:09   |
Katica  Messages: 742 Registered: October 2007 Location: Edmonton |
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| Re: When did YOU know? [message #2216 is a reply to message #1479 ] |
Mon, 29 October 2007 05:42   |
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10 years old.
I raided Mom's storage closet and put on her clothes.
I had no idea why that I was doing that.
I do now.
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| Re: When did YOU know? [message #2295 is a reply to message #2216 ] |
Mon, 29 October 2007 16:12   |
Hermiena  Messages: 228 Registered: October 2007 Location: South Africa |
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Earliest memory.
I was 6 when my sister was born. I and my two younger brothers were watching my mother changing her nappies, and one of us mentioned that she did not have a pee-pee. My mother explained that little girls were different because they had a little slit.
A big Oh moment for me, I did not know there was a difference, and that I was supposed to be a boy...
I remember all kinds of anomalies right through my youth. Girlie ways of doing things. Being called a sissy for many things. Inspecting my genitals and seeing the fuseline there, I was convinced that I was supposed to be a girl, but that I had closed up for some reason. I remember tucking my genitals away when I was in bath. I remember... - all kinds of things, which told me that I was never just a normal boy. I remember always feeling uncomfortable in my own body.
Yet, I had suppressed all of those memories for a long time, as if my mind wanted to disregard those "signs" as irrelevant.
I never really clicked. Not fully. I did not KNOW until I was in my middle thirties, and even then I battled for a long time before I realized and accepted finally, that I was indeed actually a woman in a male body.
Which is why I selected 7. Thirty to Forty.
Hermiena
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| Re: When did YOU know? [message #3850 is a reply to message #1479 ] |
Fri, 09 November 2007 21:30   |
Jennywocky  Messages: 729 Registered: November 2007 Location: York, PA |
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I honestly cannot tell you when I began dealing with this. Some people claim to have such an early instant of "knowing" that they can still recall.
I don't. I do not actually remember much of my childhood.. just snippets of memories that are like snapshots.
Then, around age 6, I can start to remember sequences of memories, like little video cartridge snippets. I cannot remember "feelings," though; I just remember the events.
I do know I started dressing in my mom's clothes by third grade, when no one was home. And by sixth grade, I was agonizing because I wanted to be one of the girls in my class and was so envious of them, and was very lonely because I couldn't be included in their circle the way I wanted to be.
And I remember by sixth grade also seeing a copy of Conundrum (Jan Morris) in the local library, and kept sneaking peaks... so I suppose by then I knew what a transsexual was.
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| Re: When did YOU know? [message #30312 is a reply to message #1479 ] |
Thu, 24 April 2008 15:59   |
Faerieheart  Messages: 107 Registered: April 2008 Location: Virginia |
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I have a very early memory of standing in the bathroom with a pair of scissors and wanting to cut my penis off. It's one on my earliest memories actually. If my memory is accurate, my sole reason for not doing it was fear of getting in trouble. I guess I've been scared ever since, cause I overcompensated a lot, to the point of still not fitting in. I pretended to like boy things to the extreme in school, like guns and explosions, and farts and stuff like that, and continued with girl phobia for longer than I should have. I still overcompensate some when doing the act... I feel real embarrassed after words when I realize what I did.
I'm sure something traumatic happened when I went to preschool, because before then from what I hear, my only friends were girls and I played with dolls and stuff.
After words I played with action figures (but when alone there was more story less action)
Eventually I started playing D&D and roleplaying, I started being a dungeon master, and most of my games ended up turning into what can best be described as playing house with magic and monsters.
It was in a self game run by a gamer friend that I found out. I got turned into a girl temporarily (though that was unknown) and when the effect wore off and I turned back into a guy, I went nuts in the game trying to become a girl again.
That said, I still lived with it for six years using every excuse in the book to avoid my feelings, until recently as it's become too much to bare.
So depending on how you look at it the answer is either as a toddler or in my late teens.
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| Re: When did YOU know? [message #31429 is a reply to message #1479 ] |
Sat, 03 May 2008 05:25   |
beate_r  Messages: 39 Registered: December 2007 Location: Germany |
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Mhmm, for me there was a development, first weak signs in the early childhood, the earliest weakest one just being a discussion started by my little sister on the difference between girls and boy. I must have been 3 or perhaps 4, and i just remember the scene and the explanation leaving a question mark for me. Using my mother's cloths, her lipstick, her curlers ( ) almost as long as i can remember, to some degree tolerated by my parents. But unfortunately less and less as i grew older.
With 10 knowing my name, with 12 when i was as large as my mother i enjoyed an intense cross dressing phase which has been stopped by my father, in my early Youth between 11 and 15 several attempts to find out something on "sex change" in the public libraries, with 22 a first coming out as a crossdresser to my (meanwhile and still) wife, in my 20s the awareness, that there would happen much more with my transness if there wasn't the relationship, also moderate feelings that a female body was more approprate for me, in my mid 30s sadness about having missed a chance to transition and considerations of counseling because of that need.
But it was still too early, i managed to suppress it for several other years, even believed that i finally had managed to establish as a man.
Then, with 47, the decision to "permit whatever was in me, even if that would lead me through a transition", and finally with 48 after some months of crossdressing and self reflection getting more and more intense i KNEW and permitted being transsexual during a some weeks where i could go full time to test myself. This was also the beginning of my transition.
Despite of that there was a development in the picture of myself. With 48, i defined myself being type IV applying Benjamin's criteria, looking back on that time now i start smiling because i see a clear expression of type V.
So i might as well have written "with 5", in my youth, my thirties or later. I decided to chose after 40 because that was the time i *knew*. My father was probably much more aware about my GID than i was.
Have a nice day
Beate
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| Re: When did YOU know? [message #36980 is a reply to message #1479 ] |
Tue, 22 July 2008 15:23   |
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I wish I could change my vote from 30's-40's to 10 years, I actually didn't see all the text below the poll itself and just made a choice thinking that I was being asked when I knew I was transsexual. I can remember looking at Mom's boots and sandals in her closet, and her makeup in the bathroom when I was very young, and just thinking about how pretty all that stuff was. I also remember thinking that *somehow* I wasn't like everyone else, and that I was a lot more emotional than everyone else around me.
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| Re: When did YOU know? [message #49156 is a reply to message #48744 ] |
Wed, 07 January 2009 15:45   |
Elizabeth K  Messages: 115 Registered: November 2008 Location: Louisiana |
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I don't see any earlier postings from me on this topic - but if this is a duplication, sorry.
I told my therapist age six, and then told the 'story.' Later I realized the 'story' happened at least two years before I went into school.
The story? I was just a person, the first born in the family in 35 years, a darlin' to all the relatives. But I had no siblings or cousins. Most of my relatives were adult females, and there was my dad who was a very quiet man. So When I finally understood the words boy and girl, I asked my mom,"what is the difference?" She said boys grow up to be handsome, girls grow up to be pretty.
Okay - hummmm... a little later, "mommy," will I grow up to be like you?" She replied, "no, you will grow up to be like your daddy." Well that was terribly wrong! I wanted to grow up to be exactly like my mother, my aunts, and my beloved grandmother.
I argued but it didn't help. I resigned myself to grow up as I was told, but I would be a girl in a male body. BUT that would take forever (children live in a different sense of time.)
But it went faster that I ever wanted. I kept seeing me slip-slip-slipping into something I never wanted to be. I wanted to go the other way. Didn't happen. Never happened. Couldn't happen.
That's the story.
Knew then - one of my earliest memories.
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