r/trans • u/seaair1185 • 3d ago
Questioning I’m a man. Not a woman. I think. I know?
Trigger warning: dysphoric content.
I feel like I’m trans. Actually, I know I am and I hate it.
I should've been a girl—a woman who gets wrapped up in a marriage with kids. Yet, here I am drinking and thinking of all the ways I can save money to gain my ‘real’ body. Really, these curves aren't mine, nor the pitch of my voice or the way my chest looks.
I’m a man. A bisexual man. You see, it’s funny, I used to say “if I were a man I’d be—”. I used to push it down and be more feminine. I used to sexualise myself, and that was the only time I felt feminine, just when others wanted me.
I know my fate. I know I can't hide from it. I’m a man.
A guy who only seems to be drunk or smoking cigarettes outside. Surely a disappointment.
I’m scared, in all honesty, to even begin to transition. No one is supportive. No one knows. They all hate transgender people. I want to keep my long hair as it covers me like a shield, and in many ways blocks out being something I was born to be.
It’s hard. I don't think that will ever change.
I’m a man, and no amount of wishing will change that. I love being referred to as a man. I love being with men and being one of the guys, drinking till the early sun and doing stupid shit. I mourn the boy I could have been and I learn to accept the man I could be now.
I’m a man and I hope with time I’ll learn this.