There Were No Signs
When I started to think if I was trans it felt like it came out of nowhere. I had no frame of reference for what a trans person was or what their experiences might be like. But in the years since I came out I’ll get occasional flashbacks to little snippets of my past that should really have been a wakeup call at the time.
I was never really a fan of traditionally masculine things growing up, but I had even less interest in girly things either. I just thought it was silly to separate children based on something as superficial as gender. This ambivalence did let me explore parts of the gender spectrum, from hair and nail polish, to growing a beard and wearing a suit.
If I’d only known that living as my true self was a possibility, any of these signs could have tipped the balance and helped me transition earlier.
