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Case ([personal profile] case) wrote in [community profile] fandomsecrets2013-10-06 03:21 pm

[ SECRET POST #2469 ]


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(Anonymous) 2013-10-06 08:58 pm (UTC)(link)
I was similar, although it was mostly my brother that referred to me as a boy. I had clothes and toys for both genders, but I always preferred more masculine items. It was never a problem, I was never told which things are boy stuff and which ones are girl stuff. Even my conservative grandfather gave me a toolbox as a present once.

It wouldn't even occur to me to think of myself as anything other than a girl, until I started going through puberty and I suddenly gained all these new features I didn't want and couldn't hide, everyone around me gained new interests, boys and girls stopped hanging out with each other, and it suddenly started to matter what's between a person's legs. I still enjoyed crossdressing and 'roleplaying' a guy. For a very long time I thought I'm a transman and it was only after giving it a lot of thought and accepting genderqueerness as a valid identity that I started identifying as this.

But really I just wish I could go back to the time I didn't have to identify as anything and I could just be myself. If someone tried to force an identity on me in childhood, I'd probably grow up to hate it.