I've been lurking this thread, and I just feel like I should share my story.
I was born female, and my legal name is Miranda. Growing up I was always the tomboy, you know. I always played the husband in house, the hero in the spy games, the hunky surfer, etc. Little corny games. I first started to feel attracted to other girls when I was nine. I wasn't attracted to them, really. I just thought they were pretty. I had like tons of boys by then. I wasn't worried about anything. Mostly, my upbringing has been very open. My parents just assume I'm straight, because I date mostly guys. I don't think they've forgotten the girls I've dated, just seemed to regard it as a phase. I'm not really secretive about my sexuality to my friends, but I don't define it. Lately, I've realized this overwhelming fear I have about dating another female. I was bullied, tortured, in sixth grade. People threw stuff at me, put nasty things in my locker, didn't let me in the locker room. I got over it then, didn't hide my girlfriend at the time. I thought these issues were dealt with, but now I'm not so sure. It's a haunting thing.
I'm a boy, sometimes. For months, I'll be content with being female. Then, out of the blue, for a length of time I'll know in my heart that I'm male. It started in eighth grade, I led a double life almost. Girl at home, boy at school and online. It was miserable. Then I started dating exclusively males, became more comfortable with being female, and sex, and everything. It's miserable. I'm happy with being a girl most of the time. But then it'll hit me and I'll just be a guy, and hate my body, and everything. It's confusing. I want to say I'm gender fluid, or androgynous. I haven't reached that point of comfort yet. Because I hate it, you know. It's like I have two people stuck inside me.
For almost a full year, in eighth grade, I went by the name Frank. I dressed like a boy, used male bathrooms everywhere but school. I was happy then, you know. But then I drifted back to being more female, then back again. It's hard because I just don't understand.
Also, I have a medical condition that makes me infertile. I can never have a period, have/carry children, I can't even get pregnant. I've tried to. Because I thought being pregnant would affirm my femaleness. It's crazy to think of these things, or to even talk about it. I try to just ignore it, and I've gotten to the point where I'm scared to tell anyone, and I just want to be "normal."
I'm normal, and I'm beautiful, and I'm happy. I just don't really know where I identify, or what to do, and I apologize for the length of this. Feel free to ask questions, and any advice is appreciated. Thank you.
Edit: I see that I say things are miserable often. I'm comfortable with myself, and the drifting back and forth. I'm not comfortable with hiding it, and not knowing where I identify. Had to clear that up.