My transition story.

When we look back at our childhoods, most of us can see things that in hindsight seem glaringly obvious now that we’re adults, but as kids we couldn’t conceptualize. Some of my first memories are of being deeply uncomfortable with wearing clothing made for girls, so I always wore boy’s uniforms to school and insisted on being called by a boy’s name as early as second grade. I was drawn to activities that boys did, that unfortunately many little girls…