As my teen years progressed, my little feminine traits and preferences somehow became more important to me, and felt increasingly natural. I identified as a guy, and I was nowhere near truly understanding my sexuality or the path I would take in life. But the first steps were happening. My friendship group was wide and diverse, but socialising focused mostly with a small group of girlfriends. I was sporty and enjoyed play...

So, the shy boy who started university graduated three years later as a proud (but, to be honest, still slightly shy!) young woman. Elle had been born as I came out, started my hormone therapy, and ultimately changed my Christian name and gender officially. Four years on, and at the time of writing, I’m twenty-five. It sounds a bit clunky to describe me like this, but I’m a transitioned, full-time trans woman. I have not...