I grew up with three brothers and a baby sister. I never quite feel like I fit in with them or guys in general.

I always felt more comfortable hanging out with girls. When I was around 12, I dressed up as a girl for Halloween. I remember it feeling so right but I never really thought much of it after that. The following years, I would often try on my mom’s clothes or use her makeup and nail polish.

I never got caught surprisingly. Up until the last 6 years or so, I didn’t know what transgender was or that there was anything I could do about those repressed feelings. Once I learned more about it, I spent years fighting with myself about accepting it and starting my transition.