I'm a 17 year old girl, here's a bit of my story :)

From ages 2-12l I always had a boy as a best friend,

I had an older brother and would rough house with him all the time. I told my mum when I was 6 that "when I'm older I will be the brother!"

I was pretty tomboyish, happy, refusing to wear dresses until.....

high school came... holy hell that killed me. That's when I started questionin I knew something was off. Anyway I made a friend named Andy, he was cool we played soccer and stuff. But i wanted to be like the other girls, I started wearing dresses, makeup, painting my nails, I went full on girly girl. And it was great fun, I was popular, I had a boyfriend, I went to party's and I loved it! But when I would come home I would go somewhere no one could see me and wail, rip my hair out and scream, tear at my skin until it blead. I felt wrong. So fundamentally wrong.

I told my mum I was transgender when I couldn't take anymore She told me blatantly that I wasn't, that "there are so many different types of girls". She didn't believe me.

I thought I was wrong after that, but I became a tomboy again, cut my hair and although I became unpopular its heaven. Sometimes I will get mistaken for a boy and become so shockingly happy, my mum hates it though, she tells me I look homeless, she buys me pretty clothes, but I feel like I'm cross dressing in them and wear my brothers clothes instead, she will yell and I will cry. I don't want to be transgender, am I just a tomboy?