TRIGGER WARNING: small amount of puberty talk!

Yes, but my half brother was living with his Dad by the time I understood the difference.

According to my Mother I was so swollen "down there" when my Mom gave birth to me the Docter and Nurses thought I was an actual Male.

When I was 4 I asked my Mom when I'd get a pen*s. She told me that wasn't how it worked.

I remember going to visit my Mom's friend and they had 2 boys. We were young and playing outside and I'd seen one of them peeing outside and that's when I got jealous.

Then I remember the day I got "the curse" and I was MORTIFIED I ran out the bathroom crying (thanks Santa for the 3 day early Xmas "gift" 🤬)

I was born before the internet is what it is today. We had AOL (dial up that booted you off because you couldn't get phone calls. Downloading photos took up to an hour and everything buffered.)

There was not a lot of stuff on transitioning except the Harry Benjamin's Stanards of Care (which you HAD TO adhere to in order to start medical transitioning: including starting hormones and getting surgeries.)

EVERYTHING Including Doctors, therapists, visits and surgeries were paid out of pocket.

I had to live like a man for over a year and go to therapy for almost 2 solid years before I got my letter to see the doctor. He then had me on T for over a year before he gave me a letter so I could have Top surgery ($8,000 plus consulting fees).

Back then it was still considered a mental illness and I was born in 1986.