The world I grew up in helped delay my self acceptance for I had little information to go on and no internet to help light my way. So I made myself fit such that I could be accepted and smothered inclinations best kept for the camouflage of an empty house; something which rarely happened in a family of six children.
I am both a feminine and a masculine being as we all are. For no human is lacking either and we manage to blend them into a proportion that can sometimes result in bristling against the sensibilities of a world trying to play catch up. In comparison to the present day, mine was archaic and people hid in closets which served as the only safety valve in keeping their authenticity alive.
Today I have simply acknowledged that my own blend gravitates more towards the feminine than the masculine and have dropped the pretense that it is the reverse.