Ever since I was little I wanted to be a boy. And I didn't know how to explain it. Even when my classmates began to talk about boys all the time I was confused as to what they were excited about. Eventually I realized that I should probably join in their obsession just so I could seem normal. Being attracted to your gender was a concept that was never addressed to me, so no small wonder that I never spoke about it or asked. I didn't crave a penis when I was younger, but I always felt uncomfortable with my chest and cried when my breasts were growing and was told to wear a bra. It would've been cute if I wasn't so sad about it. I'm still incredibly self conscious about them, but I can't buy a binder though I guess I can make my own. Even though it isn't the same thing.
Is any of this normal?
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Am I Transgender or Lesbian
Non-FictionI guess this is less of a story and more of a journal. I'm going nuts in my head with my sexuality and aspects of my life and past, so I may as well get it out on the screen.
