>>7897
Looong story :) Complicated. I always felt something was amiss. I didn't even know transsexualism was a thing until I was like 20, and basically kept it in the back of my mind for years. But I had a sort of admiration or connection or something reading about it. It just didn't click until I was about 23-24.
So like when I was teenager I was very envious of women busting out with curves, and felt like I was just turning into a monster, physically. Among other things. Very painful period. I don't particularly like to recount all my emotional history, sorry. But like I said, at that time I had no idea that trans was a thing and I had no idea what to make of my feelings. I never talked about them with anyone. I'd always been naturally feminine, even when I tried to act like a guy somehow it didn't ever come out properly and still acted and talked like a girl. Got made fun of a fucking lot, obviously.
I did learn a fair bit about being a man, I was considered very handsome, yadda yadda; but it was painful and simply not right. I got along very well with women and understood them a lot more. I didn't have the same feelings as men, I felt. I was straight, too, heh; dunno how I navigated that one. I tried, though.
There's no easy way to succinctly reconcile my entire history regarding this issue. I never retconned my past to make everything fit the trans narrative, either; I'm not that dumb. But obviously it bothered me enough that I decided to take the well-deliberated plunge. When I was about 24 I had noticed some new physical changes I was none too happy about. Actually they bothered me immensely. Don't care to say exactly what, other than men have spurts of masculinisation after puberty. So I threw myself into research and such trying to figure out what to do about the transitioning question, finally seriously considering it.
My ex and I had already divorced before I made the decision, and I didn't consider it while we were married. I don't think it much impacted our relationship, although my feminine bents did rear their head from time to time (along with the due course of getting laughed at by her) but I kept it pretty well under wraps. We're both pretty normal, quiet, gender-conforming people. I was never a crossdresser, into gender-bending (think Rocky Horror), the gay scene, or any of that. Still am not. She knows I've transitioned and knows what I look like now but we haven't seen eachother in person since I went full-time, nor discussed it much other than some issues that negatively impacted her self-worth and people being dicks to her. I don't think she ever wondered beforehand, although she's remarked at how affectionate and caring I always was. We'd read Cosmo in bed together with our cat :3 After her family found out, her mom was like "I knew something was up!," being cheeky, and the men in her family were like "I'm gonna kill that faggot, I knew it!" kek.
So I went bi for a while (typical with HRT, although lesbianism is very high among MtFs because of testosterone's influence on the brain), sometimes liking both, sometimes strictly one or strictly the other, and now I'm straight, again, as a woman. More on that, maybe.
I'm a lot happier this way.
it must be the BPA XD