I knew at a young age that I was different. I was assigned as a male when I was born. My Dad was never accepting.
I would take my shirts and wear them as skirts when I was alone. I have never been masculine. I never played sports in school. I thought something was wrong with me. So, for years I fought off the urge to be the woman that I really am.
For years I would dress up in secret. The first time I fully dressed up, I cried because I finally felt complete. Then, 4 years ago, I married a woman because I thought that would “fix me.” I realized a year ago that I don't need to be “fixed.”
I’m not broken. I am a woman. I have always been a woman. I am starting to feel like me. Yesterday I attempted to tell my best friend I DMed my best friend on Twitter to tell him what is going on and why I want to change.
I asked him this way: “If you were hanging out with a woman, and you found out she was born a man, would you still hang out with her and remain friends with her?” He said, “no.. because it would be too awkward.”
Instantly I backed out and changed the subject. He is the most accepting person I know. If he would reject me, so would everyone else know. (UGH) I made the choice to start my transition on February 8th, 2020.
I haven’t started the HRT yet, but I will in a couple of weeks. I am SO excited! I can finally be me! I am Samantha Young and this is my story. Take this journey with me.
I know it will be bumpy at first, but I know I will be happier with myself in the long run!