What It Means When I Say 'I've Always Felt Like a Woman'

What do transgender people mean, exactly, when they say "I've always felt like a man/woman?"
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Answer by Jae Alexis Lee, MTF Lesbian Feminist, on Quora:

What does it mean to feel like you're something other than the gender you were identified as at birth? I can only answer for me.

When I was 3-4 years old, I wondered why I couldn't play with the other girls at day care. At a young age, I genuinely didn't understand why I was different from the rest of the girls.

It means that when I was 7 and I went to a birthday party for my neighbor's children, I gave gifts to both the young girl in the family (my age) and the young boy (a year younger). The gifts were toys about as gendered as you'd expect ... but I was far more interested in playing with Melissa and the toys she had than playing with Mark and the toys he had.

It means that all through grade school ... I didn't "play right." I never fit in with the boys, no matter how hard I tried. Oh, I was in Boy Scouts and I had GI Joes, but that didn't make me fit in with anyone. The games the boys played felt ... off. Instead, I read Anne McCaffrey's Dragonriders of Pern and shared the books with the other girls in my class .... our heroes were Menolly and Lessa and we made origami fire lizards in all the different colors.

It means that when puberty happened (sort of), I looked at adult women and thought "I wish I could grow up to be pretty like her." Testosterone and I had only a passing familiarity through high school and it was college before I needed to shave more than once a week. I was happy with that. It meant that I could wear a size six in most things and the cultural pressure to be slender impacted me more than the cultural pressure to be muscular.

It means that when I got into online gaming (text based RPGs) people assumed I was female. Not because I played female characters, but because I acted like a woman. My best friend, bless her heart, never outed me. You can generally tell when men are playing female characters (in fact, there have been studies on this recently), but no one ever took me as anything other than a woman. That was a greater blessing than I appreciated even then ... and a part of me died a little bit when gaming communities moved more and more towards voice chat because I wouldn't ever be taken as "one of the girls" anymore.

It means that in college, when I went out shopping with girlfriends (friends who are girls, not romantic partners), I was every bit as excited as they were to hunt for a new cute outfit ... and that I cried a bit inside because I could never wear those things ... and even if I did, I wasn't built for them.

It means that something as simple as putting on a bra in the morning is a moment of sadness because there's something missing that should be filling out those cups ... and my body was never going to give me that something if I didn't do something about it.

It means that as I grew older and testosterone finally caught up with me, I saw more and more of my father in the mirror ... and that I hated my reflection more and more every day.

It means that no matter what I did, I was never "one of the guys." I was never comfortable in large groups of men but ... as I grew older, I was less welcome in groups of women. I had become an outsider to the people who I felt the most kinship with.

It means all of those things and so many more that I can't describe. But I can tell you one more thing it feels like:

When I stepped out into the world in a suit and tie, I felt like I had constructed a layer of armor around myself so the world could see the man I was supposed to be. I felt the weight of it on my soul. Now that I'm free of that armor ... I feel like I can fly.

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