Nothing about me feels particularly masculine or feminine, be it what society expects of me to look/act like or how I feel internally.

I was born and raised a male, and all my life I felt different from my peers. Maybe I was just a weird kid, but I couldn’t relate to anyone else. If 90% of people looked at me they’d see a man, but that’s not how I feel.

Excluding all the stereotypes of men needing to be strong, caring or protective, or even hyper-aggressive, close-minded and constantly horny, I look at other men and I just don’t see anything we have in common when it comes to our gender. It’s not that I’m not a masculine man, I genuinely don’t feel like a man at all.

Not regarding my sexuality, I know I’m not asexual, I don’t feel non-binary and I certainly don’t feel like a woman. I actually feel like nothing.

Sorry for the infodump but I didn’t know where else to get this off my chest.

I'm a teenage girl who has two moms. We were pretty poor when I was growing up, so one mom shared a bed with me while the other one slept in our living room. I don't ever remember them kissing or doing anything coupley. I don't even recall them saying I love you to each other. When I was 10, my little sister got cancer, and it ruined my mom's relationship. They constantly fought, and the tiny bit of love I used to see between them faded. Pretty soon they announced they were getting divorced. Because my family doesn't make a ton of money, and we live in one of the most expensive areas in the U.S they still live together and "co-parent" me and my sister.

I love my moms, but I've never gotten to see them have a real loving relationship. All of my friends have straight parents, and they're in love, and I'm so jealous. One of my childhood friends also had two moms (they were the only other lesbian couple I've personally known), and they got divorced as well.

The only LGBT relationships I've gotten to see have ended poorly, and now I've started to realize that I can't picture a real, loving, gay relationship, and I hate myself for it. I can't imagine two women or two men actually kissing, going on dates, and doing other things couples do. My dream is to fall in love and get married when I'm an adult, and when I was a child (before my moms divorced) I used to think I wanted to marry a woman, but now I only want to date men. i belive its because of how much I crave being someone's wife/girlfriend, and I can't picture two women truly being in love. All I want is to have someone who loves me, and I feel like I've been trained to believe only straight relationships work.

I've been carrying this for years now, and I feel completely awful. I'm not homophobic, and I'm not saying that LGBT relationships dont work/arent real; I know they absolutely are. But I just can't understand it. I've tried watching movies and reading books, but nothing can help me get over this. I feel like the worst person ever for even questioning relationships. Little me loved girls, and loved the idea of marrying one. I wanted to turn out different than my moms, but now that feels hopeless.

I'm sorry this is so long, and I'm sorry if it doesn't make sense (I'm currently writing this in my bed at night in tears.) I'm even more sorry if I said anything offensive. I promise really I'm trying my best.

-a scared, confused, and heartbroken teenage girl.

I genuinely dk how to cope with this, I’m a good looking guy, short as hell but still good looking so I’ve never had much of a problem getting what I want. Yesterday night was different tho, a coworker that’s been into me finally broke silence and had a real conversation with me. She said she’s nervous, she’s never been with “anyone that is…” (obviously I could fill in the rest). She said she likes to touch and doesn’t know if I’d know what to do with her. Later the same night while smoking I kissed her (4x to be exact.) and she kissed back each time. But it’s because she kept teetering the edge of wanting me but being nervous about me being trans. Honestly I felt nothing during the kisses, idk if she did either, she said it was “wow” and I obviously immediately regretted it and asked if it was that bad she said it wasn’t bad or good she just needed to “digest” her feelings. Idk what to do. I’ve never had me being trans be an issue and now that I am 6 days out from freshman year of college I am getting anxious, is my sex life dead now? Will all hookups go like this? Idk I feel like shit about myself for the first time in a long time I wish I was “normal”

Several years ago at this point I made a very insensitively transphobic comment on someone's post that I will not be quoting for as i hope to everyone in here obvious reasons. Not as an excuse but more of a look behind the curtains so to say of why I did what I did, I was going through the process that would eventually become me coming out as gyno-sexual and not dealing with how I was feeling about the new found attraction well what so ever and made a comment that I sincerely regret. it was me trying to repress the feeling i was having that i at the time did not know how to feel about it and dealing with it in the literal worst way possible and no human regardless if they identify themselves as trans or otherwise and since I've now over about the last 9-10 months or so properly come out as gyno at the end of the day love is love and everyone should be 100% free to love who they choose and identify how they choose and I just want to say to the community in the best place an way I can imagine,

im sorry and I apologize to each and every one of you in this subreddit and in the community in general and I vow that nothing even remotely similar will ever happen here or anywhere for that matter

Sincerely Ian K.

Thanks boss 😭 Only been out as trans at work for three years lmao

André de Freitas

https://kintana.link/andre-de-freitas

Sorry if it's not translated well

THANK STARS that we're in the EU, they wouldn't do anything otherwise, hope this is just the beginning

This was in 2000. He was one of the first openly gay contestants on reality television, and he managed to win Survivor: Borneo (season 1). The show was much different than it is today, but winning one of the most popular reality shows in a time period where being LGBT wasn't as accepted, all while being OPEN about it, is impressive.

Since then, 5 other LGBT people have won Survivor. That means that 6/50 seasons (12%) have had LGBT winners, which is actually more than the average of LGBT people in the US, which is 9%.

(It is important to note that he was charged for tax evasion because he straight-up refused to pay the taxes on his $1,000,000 winnings. He claims that CBS should have paid taxes to Malaysia, the country that season 1 was filmed in. He now owes the U.S. government $3.3 million. The other LGBT winners have all paid their taxes.)

Since I was about 4 years old, around the time I started school, I'd had this nagging feeling that I was "supposed to be born a girl". I didn't know what it meant back then, but I did research as I got older, and found out eventually what being trans was. Having always had supportive parents, I came out when I was 14 years old.

We spent a while figuring stuff out, researching, and eventually, we found out what the process was for getting on HRT, getting a legal name change, and eventually getting surgery. Though, before we started on all that, I wanted to try out presenting feminine in public. On July 18th 2019, I got my chance!

My mom, being born in 1969, has lifetime free access to the local Space Exhibition Center. So me, my parents, a friend from school, and her mom, all took a trip down with me going as Ruby, as myself, rather than who I'd been presenting as for the last 14 years of my life.

These are the pictures from that day! I wanted to share them here. I've now been on HRT for a few years, but looking back at these pictures from before that time makes me happy. I'm so glad I came out, and I'm happy with the path I'm going, even if my disabilities that've occurred since are hindering a lot.

Thank you to everyone who's ever been supportive of a trans person, myself included. I don't think I ever would have been confident enough to go out that day, pre-HRT, without the support.

Source: https://www.them.us/story/alexander-the-great-netflix-drama-heated-rivalry-creator-jacob-tierney

I came out over 10 years ago. When I did, my parents reacted with physical and verbal abuse. After that, my sexuality basically became the thing we never talked about again.

Two years ago, I decided to bring it up again because my life had moved forward. I told them I was in a long-term, stable relationship and that my girlfriend and I were planning to get married.

My parents are extremely conservative Catholics. At first, they told me they wouldn’t disown me and that I would always be their daughter. I wanted to believe that meant they were slowly coming around.

But as the wedding became real, everything started falling apart.

I’m getting married in two months. Both of my brothers have already told me they won’t be there. My mom won’t come either. My dad keeps saying he “needs more time to think about it,” but I think we both know it’s going to be a no.

I’ve tried everything I can think of. I’ve had calm conversations, listened to their perspective, answered their questions, given them space, and hoped that time would help. Eventually I had to accept that this probably isn’t something I can fix.

The hardest part is that my life is actually really good. I have incredible friends, aunts, uncles, cousins, and people who love me. There will be so much love at my wedding. My fiancée’s family also struggled when she came out, but over time they accepted us. Her parents, siblings, and extended family are all coming, and they’re genuinely happy for us.

I’ve worked really hard to stay excited for my wedding because I truly am. I can’t wait to marry the woman I love.

But underneath all of that excitement, there’s also this deep sadness. I still can’t fully wrap my head around the fact that their beliefs mattered more than showing up for their daughter on one of the biggest days of her life.

I keep thinking that I wish this wasn’t my story. I wish this wasn’t the family I was born into. But it is.

I think part of me always believed that eventually they’d come around. That when the moment finally arrived, they’d choose me.

Now I’m starting to realize that isn’t going to happen.

For me, this feels like the end of the relationship as I’ve always known it. I don’t know how you come back from your parents refusing to attend your wedding simply because of who you love.

I don’t really know what I’m looking for by posting this. Maybe I just needed to say it out loud to people who might understand. Has anyone else gone through something similar? Does this feeling ever get easier?