For me, it was a bit different than most. from my earliest memories I recall not fitting in with the boys. I shied away from most activities little boys engage in. I played and hang out with the girls. I constantly wanted to be dressed in my sisters cloths. At 10 years old, one of the neighbor girls found an article about Christine Jorgensen and gave it to me. After reading that article and knowing it could actually be done, I stood up at the dinner table and proudly announced that "now I know for sure it could be done, as I placed that article out on the table for my parents to see, I would one day become a real girl". I got knocked across the room for my efforts. From that day on I saved every penny I could find. Every penny I earned went to saving for my transition. Come he!! or high water, I was going to fix this mistake. Twelve years later at 22 years old I started transition. So yes, I "always knew".
