I knew “Something went wrong, I should have been a girl/woman” from before I hit puberty, and so I suffered for decades, not knowing and then not believing that transition was something I could do. I even did the whole “I wish I was trans so that I could transition” thing.
My egg cracking came about from a work mate at my workplace coming out and transitioning. He showed me that it really is possible, and that my workplace is accepting.
After processing that, about 12 months later, I stopped thinking “I should have been a woman” and accepted that I always have been. It was a literal moment, standing in my bedroom door. And that was that. The egg was gone.
I knew “Something went wrong, I should have been a girl/woman” from before I hit puberty, and so I suffered for decades, not knowing and then not believing that transition was something I could do. I even did the whole “I wish I was trans so that I could transition” thing.
My egg cracking came about from a work mate at my workplace coming out and transitioning. He showed me that it really is possible, and that my workplace is accepting.
After processing that, about 12 months later, I stopped thinking “I should have been a woman” and accepted that I always have been. It was a literal moment, standing in my bedroom door. And that was that. The egg was gone.