I met people witness me as I transition, and asking me why I am boy, not girl. That is a lot of strange questions. Also I am the first deaf in St Louis Missouri, but believe there is more than one deaf or hard of hearing transgender in St Louis!
When I look at myself from my past to present is fractured. Know why? From my childhood I think I am boy, but trained as a tomboy by my parents teaching, playing softball and fixing trucks. I love playing softball but fixing trucks is out! Ha! I grow from a confused child to adult by people misreading me as a boy or girl.
I look back and forth at my life, when my first girlfriend came in my life she taught me about LGBT and I start to understand it. I had faced many different problems, and solved the problem about LGBT. I started asking about transgender and it seemed to fit me. First, I thought it was impossible for me, but I learn more.
I found my soul mate who accepted me as a boy. After talking with her, and I began to attend therapy. Now I am on T for five and a half years. I am forty-three years old.