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I used to be a woman, so I’d say I freak out and then I’d be depressed lol
Hardware factory reset
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https://youtube.com/watch?v=xNh8_jW9h-k
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Not exactly the same thing but w/eLOL
Story behind your transition, if you're comfortable?
As in, how did I figure out I was a boy? Sure.
I always felt like “one of the boys” from a very young age. I’d play games for “boys”, played hockey, took boxing classes etc., hung out exclusively with boys and hated girls.
Around the age of 12, I went clothes shopping with my mom, and I asked for boys clothes. She refused and I cried myself to sleep that night. Many more times I asked for boys / men’s clothes and got denied, and every time I fell into a deep (diagnosed) depression.
I had no idea why, nor what “being trans” was or meant. Over the years, I kept saying things like “if I was a boy, I would x” or “if I was a boy my name would be x”, to which my friends reacted with “you know cis people don’t say or think those things as often as you do right? Might wanna get that checked out”.
It took until feb. 2023 for me to seek help, and when I did they were all unanimous: I am trans. I bought men’s clothes, stopped shaving and begun hormone therapy in May. I’ve never been this happy in my entire life.
My boyfriend stuck around (he’s bi) and has been super supportive.
Thanks
I like your friends gentle encouragements. Thanks for sharing!