And while I understand the need to hide -- I was beaten by my brother and screamed at by my parents if I didn't -- I can't relate to not knowing and the "oops, all trans" sort of flippancy I occasionally see in the later transitioning crowd.
Being trans has rarely felt "fun" as opposed to something I've been forced into so as not to want to kill myself and which only poorly approximates what could have been.
But I'm not special. It takes all kinds. Everybody comes at this their own way.