Ahaha woops I came past, delivered a bunch of support, then disappeared (had to do some training lol) - my B!
Anyway, I am always happy to talk about my gender journey @Captain24 @AlwaysMyself @Flutterbug9 @MissGremlin 😊
I think very much like you @AlwaysMyself I have always felt disconnected from the stereotypical 'female' stuff - refused to wear dresses, was a tomboy, wanted to play with action figures or stuffed animals instead of dolls, etc.
I came out as a lesbian when I was 15, and for about a decade I just thought of myself as 'butch'. In my mid-20's I had made a couple of trans friends which had definitely opened my eyes to other possibilities when it came to gender expression. Interestingly, I was reading 'The Gender Issue' of (I think) TIME Magazine and in an interview, this trans person was talking about how they'd always felt like gender was a box they'd been put into but never felt like they fit. It was just like all these gears slid into place in my brain and I was like 'Oh... OH. Oh my...'
I feel very lucky that the only dysphoria I've really had is around my chest/breasts. The weird part is I didn't really have it prior to coming out as nonbinary (NB). I never liked my chest, but I also think my gender dysphoria around having breasts actually had me confused about my sexuality moreso than actively hating them - lemme explain!
Since I'd come out as lesbian at a young age, I had always been confused about why I was, upon occasion, seemingly attracted to men. I was kinda fixated on their chests, but never actually had romantic feelings towards any of the men in my life. So it was super confusing until late one night (maybe 6 months after coming out as NB) I was lying in bed thinking about the conversation I'd been having about medical transition with a friend - she'd asked me if I wanted to do any HRT or anything. I'd never considered it but yeah it was another one of those Aha! moments where I realised I actually really hated having breasts!! Suddenly, being able to imagine myself with a flat chest made me covet it, and it was almost like a bunch of dysphoria 'caught up' to me, cos I started noticing oh, I don't own any low cut tops, oh I hate wearing bras, oh how I wish I could walk around shirtless... I have not really had any moments of doubt since then that I want top surgery. Just a matter of saving up enough money to go get em taken away!! 😉
I could probably ramble about all sorts of other things, like how people reacted, the way my gender expression is kinda inherently political, navigating pronouns and bathrooms and reactions of relatives - but I feel like I'd be here typing a few more hours!! So if you wanna know more please do ask!
Hope you've had a chill day today gang 😁