The first time I knew something was wrong was when I was 5 years old. Eventually I got the courage up to confide in my mother who did not take it very well at all. So I had a life of sneaking around and dressing, pretending to be male, being criticized for being to effeminate, sitting with my knees not far enough apart and wondering why I was so wrong. When the internet came about I began to understand I was not alone and began to meet others online and then in person. It has been wonderful journey since but I still am struggling with the transition - to be or not to be changed physically into a woman. Such a debate! I love you all.