Before I start writing my feelings down I just want to address my family love me with all their heart and I love them. There is no abusive relationships as to why I wanted to be a tomboy.

Okay here we go..

Hey Im Charlie my real name is Charlotte but when I started going tomboy I wanted to be called Charlie. Most of my family do call me Charlotte and most of my friends do call me Charlotte. I have maybe one guy friend who I have known since I wad eleven that calls me Charlie sometimes. When I was secondary school I did mostly like to hang around with my guy friends and I always dressed like one of the guys. I always wore trousers to school even in the summer because I detested skirts and dresses I would always wear trousers and jeans to school dances and always be talking to guys.

I had a few girly friends at the school which I am still friends with now and they were great to be with, it was just the bullies who bullied me for being friends with them. I always felt more comfortable when I was with boys and I always got on more with the male teachers than the female teachers.

I have always been a tomboy I started when I was eleven I just suddenly starting developing this liking for all things boyish. I did even start wearing boxer style woman’s underwear. I hated when I started developing boobs and all things that a lady gets when they start going through puberty. I am okay with having my boobs now obviously because there isn’t much I can do about it. I am straight and like guys I mean the feeling I get when I see them I think confirms I am not gay, I completely obsess over celebrity boys like Busted,Mcfly,Kaiser chiefs and any other boy/man band.

I guess what I am trying to say is that my mum loves me very much but she has never accepted me as being a tomboy. I mean I guess she always thought I would grow out of it but I never have. I am twenty four now and I still love wearing sweaters, hoodies, jeans, converse and I love wearing hats I love snapbacks. But my mum hates it when I wear hats so I usually have to wait till I go out and then put it on. We also always have a argument about when a event is coming up or a party and she always goes on about getting a nice dress or something and I don’t want to/ She nearly always wins and I end up getting a nice ish shirt and some nice trousers. Now that might seem okay because she is not pressuring me to wear a dress but I just wear she would accept that I just like my style and it frustrates me I cant just wear what I want.

She always hates the clothes I wear and when I pick ripped jeans and slogan t shirts she pulls a face. I love anything with slogans on it and love ripped jeans. I don’t know what else to say I guess what I’m saying is that I don’t feel comfortable sometimes and that I just don’t have that confrontation to tell her I want to wear this and that.

Hope you like reading!


When I was little, I did girly stuff just to get accepted by everyone but I wanted to be a tomboy.Now I have the confidence and I think everyone should do what they want to do! If your friends stop hanging out with you just because you have short hair/dress differently, they are not your real friends. Finding friends that will accept you no matter what you do is not easy, I know. And luckily I have a friend group that I know will accept me no matter what I do. All of them are outcasts/LGBT+ girls. But I know everyone isn’t as lucky as I am. I have a message to those people:
Don’t care what others think of you and do what you love!


Hi. I’m a 16 year old tomboy. I know some people thinks its “just a phase”, well it’s not for me. See I wasn’t always a tomboy or grew up with males or something like typical tomboys but, I do have a brother who helped me like videogames. When I was little like most girls, I was into girly things like dresses, nail polish, etc. Now im not. I started to become “less girly”/boyish at around age 13. I remember I didn’t really know what a tomboy was at all. Until i looked it up. I used to hang out with some people in my neighborhood (which wasn’t all boys but had some) at that age I didnt really care how I looked and was starting to not really care for skirts or dresses, but, I still liked the color pink and some girly things. When I was 10 yrs old, I remember saying that I didnt like skirts because, I couldn’t do flips in them but thats all I can remember any signs of sota “tomboyishness”. After 13, I still liked some girly things. At 15 was when I was a full tomboy. We had moved and I met these kids outside. Most were boys. We played football and I wasn’t afraid of getting hurt cause I am a” girl”, I just wanted to have fun, and still do. I remember I wanted boys clothes last year and I asked my mom if could have them but, she got furious with me and went off like a rocket! She thought that I wanted boys clothes meant that I wanted to be a boy and was gay. WRONG!!! That’s not what I wanted to happen and now I’m kind-of afraid to ask her again. Anyways, at age 15, I also started to not really be into boys like I was when I was younger. Now im 16 and I still am a tomboy. I like boys, but just as friends. I’ve been asked out twice and didn’t know that the boys who asked me to be their girlfriend “like-liked”me. 2014 or 2015 (I forgot) I did have a lil crush on my friend..Turned out that he was gay. I got over it quickly. I’m not into guys anymore i guessed me liking them like that just faded away. I’m not gay either I’m straight, I just don’t want to a boyfriend right now. The reason why I consider myself a tomboy is because I love and I mean love jeans, they are my favourite things (besides food lol). I hate skirts and dresses. I wish I could wear a tuxedo to prom but I don’t want to make my mom cry(I guess I’d have to wear a dress). We’ll cross that bridge when we get their though. Sometimes, I wish I could have things easier being a girl. I hate having a period and boobs. I just do. ( I love myself) just wish I didn’t have boobs or a period. I also would like to dress in guys clothing I just feel more comfortable that way. So, I don’t care if it looks baggy or boyish, I just like comfort. I wish I had guys friends. I think guys are less drama and more fun to be with, not saying girls aren’t. I hate make-up, nail polish and heels. I also sorta don’t like alot of pink. I wear it, I just don’t like alot of it. I’m sorta am starting to not like pink anymore. I have mostly black, grey, white, and blue in my closet. That’s why I consider myself a tomboy. Some things that I do like that aren’t so tomboyish are MLP (but boys like tht too). I like earrings and some necklaces and thts it for girly things. Oh! I dont mind being called cute or going shopping just as long as its not something super girly like a dress or something. But maybe like a hoodie or jeans. Like I said, I’m a tomboy…..I’m not gay, I don’t know if I will ever stop being a tomboy from this moment on or not but for now I love it and i dont care if my mom doesnt or anyone else for that matter. I love being me and being me is being a tomboy. I hope I don’t change at all and I don’t plan on changing any time soon. Btw. I’d probably wear a dress now only of my mom forced me to.

Bye ✌


hi everyone , its sara.i am a girl but my biggest dream is to be a boy.i just love wearing boy clothes and jeans and all relatives are a bit uncomfortable with it but i am i want a haircut like a boy cut but nobody is agreeing with it.i am so done with being a girl.people think that girls cannot take care of them selves and i want to show them that i can.i am sick of being told that you are a girl thats why you cant do this.i want to be a boy thats all.i just wanna run away from all this and live a life where i can be me . where i can do whatever i want to do . i am not gay and i love boys . all i am saying is that i want to be who i am .let me be me.


Um hey ppl fellow tomboys girly girls who ever is reading this. Im Gianna and im 11 years old.When i was younger I wasnt a tomboy nor girly.I was just shy.When i turned 6 i was different from other girls.I liked sports,had my hair messy when other girls hair was neat,i wore more t-shirts etc. So as the years passed i changed more.In my school now im the only tomboy in the grade.All the girls are girly.Im friends with some of them.But a girly girl in my class always makes these mean jokes about me.I stand but to her but then a fight starts so i just ignore her now. My friends dont agree with her which is good but i just ignore her and so does everyone else.


I have a really girly name and i don’t like it. it rhymes with shane though so i chose that. i have really short hair and everyone thinks i’m a boy. My mom always says “why don’t you grow your hair long??!!!” and “why don’t you wear girl clothes!!??!?!” and i hate it because i wear boy clothes and i hate girl clothes. also, theres this girl in town that i just met and she’s really nice to me. but the thing is, the thinks i’m a boy! i told her my SHANE name and she thinks i’m a boy! the worst part is…she has a crush on me!!!! please help!!!!!!!


“Tomboy” things I like about myself: I care less than most people about others opinions of me (funny enough that includes not being ashamed to have played barbies as a kid). I’m not sensitive to a round of good natured teasing. I’m willing to do what it takes to make sure a job gets done. I’m not vain and never have to worry about ruining my makeup because I don’t wear any! I’m a gamer (not that girly girls can’t be gamers too!). I’m not petty, jealous or clingy. I’m not interested in relationships, just friendship, although I am getting married to a guy! I’m not interested in playing catty social games. When I go shopping, I find only what I need at the best value (however, when I have extra money I do tend to blow it all on food and sometimes clothes). I’m not afraid to eat messy or disgusting food as long as i like it and I’m not hungry anymore. I’m very casual, and more often than not my appearance reflects comfort rather than fashion. My sense of humor, often dark, gross or just plain weird, is very unique and only understood by my closest friends. I’m very laid back, and while I seem cold or at best awkward at first, I can get along with anyone who wants to get along with me. I’m not a rebellious soul, but I march to the beat of my own drum.

Feminine things I like about myself: Even though my feelings aren’t easily hurt, I’m very empathetic and understanding towards people who are sensitive. I have deep intuition when it comes to people’s emotional needs, especially children. In other words, I’m a master at reading people. My mother has described me as nurturing. If I’m ever in
the mood for a dress, my
hourglass/pear figure lends itself
well. I’m a masterful hair stylist for my lack of training and my sisters often come to me for hair help and advice. My siblings also know they can vent to me at any time or solicit advice concerning their own social problems. I don’t mind allowing someone else to take charge if they’re better at it than I am. I’m tactful and diplomatic when the situation calls for it and rarely get in trouble (though when I have gotten in trouble, it’s been BIG trouble). I’m not affectionate myself, but when someone I care about needs a hug or cuddles for reassurance I’m ready to give it. I give thoughtful gifts. And I am a skilled pianist who teaches beginners, mostly kids.

Things I like that could be either: I’m very loyal, and genuine. I’m also playful and like to have fun; I can be childish, which is good or bad depending on the context. I consider myself intelligent but not a genius. I’m extremely self-aware.

Things I dislike that could be considered boyish or feminine: I am ambitious in my head, but rarely put my ambition into practice because I procrastinate too much. I am an enabler. I’m very messy, to an extent that for any other adult would be embarrassing. Anyone who knows me knows I can’t cook. When I have extra money I tend to overspend, whether that’s on video games or shoes shirts that I don’t need. I have insecure phases where I need social approval or validation.

Feminine dislikes: I’m not assertive at all, even when I should be. I tend to preserve others’ emotional satisfaction over their well being when the need arises. I’m useless in a crisis, and not always logical. I beat myself up over little mistakes, usually when others are involved. I have a sweet tooth that’s starting to catch up to me. My figure is very feminine when you can see it. I’m too cautious and don’t take risks very often in life. I tend to let people walk all over me. I’m not athletic, and I’m quite weak and useless when it comes to physical labor. Sometimes I employ diplomacy when a situation calls instead for insistence and frankness. I’m short and petite; easy prey.

“Tomboy” dislikes: Poor personal hygiene; I know this is a stereotype but unfortunately it applies to me sometimes. Most people find poor hygiene unacceptable and inexcusable. My recent insistence on eschewing many feminine traits has my family thinking I’m secretly a guy inside, which is untrue. My lack of affection makes me seem distant from others, especially cuddly ones. The fact that I didn’t get to express myself as a tomboy when I was a kid, means that many people I’m close to think I’m being fake now. Sometimes I wear baggy clothes just to hide my hips, even when I would rather wear something else. I feel a sort of dysphoria concerning my body; I don’t want anything people will look at sexually as a woman (big butt, which I have, big boobs, which I don’t, curves, enough to be uncomfortable). Sometimes I do wish I was a boy but I don’t believe I actually am one. Sometimes I make jokes that are perceived as rude or offensive at the wrong time.

P.S. I wore feminine clothes as a kid because that’s what my family bought me and I felt bad protesting. I really liked specific dresses for a period of time but I’ve never felt any special attachment to casual women’s clothes like blouses or skirts. They always just seemed boring to me. When I had more freedom to dress myself, I wore what looked like outlandish rainbow costumes comprised of the strangest items I could find. i had to wear the boring women’s clothes for a retail job, but a little before I moved to a more casual environment i began buying boys clothes and baggy, comfortable clothes because I felt they represented me better. I go shopping to kill time between my two jobs, but I don’t go “girly” shopping unless I’m feeling silly. I feel that as far as fashion goes, I’m almost a full on tomboy now as i can easily say I’d rather wear a suit than a formal dress (unless it’s very hot then anything cool will do)!


What up?! XD I’m Casey. I am 19 years old. My hobbies are Basketball, Box & Rugby. But the most important…I’m a TOMBOY!
Anyways, here is my story.

I’ve been a Tomboy since…pretty much FOREVER, I noticed when I was about 5/6 years old. I’ve always played with the guys, rugby, basketball, football, toy guns, toy cars, soldiers…this type of stuff. When I was turning 6 I felt really bad about myself, I hated that I am a girl. All the females around me were so much different. I thoughg, I shouldn’t be in this terrible body, I should be a boy! One day my mom took me to work and that was the day when I told her about everything. She just began laughing at me and said it’s just a phase. I was hella bored sitting there for so many hours doing nothing. Then, this one thing flew through my mind. I’m not gonna suffer anymore, I will be who I wanna be, who I need to be. I took scissors from my moms desk and out them in my pocket, I left sayin’ I gotta use the bathroom. I locked myself in one of the bathrooms and began cutting my hair, it looked kinda like a scene from “F*cking Perfect” by P!nk. I finally felt so good about myself, person who was in the mirror looked exactly the way I wanted to stay. Thank gosh, mom wasn’t mad. Next day, I went on a walk with my dad and told him about all the stuff I came out to my mom with. He was so proud and happy…I was too when he called me his son. Next week, I went with him on a secret shopping, he bought me some cool boy’s clothes. Sadly, after few years some things went the wrong way. My old guy friends didn’t want to know me anyomore ’cause no matter what, I was just another regular girl in they’re eyes. When in the age of 14 I came out as a Tomboy…pretty much to everyone, they bullied me. Thank gosh, I was & still am too awesome to care or get depressed. I’m SO SO PROUD of who I am. I accepted that my body is a girl, at least I look like a boy 😀 The End

If you read all of this, YOU’RE AWESOME!



lol so came across this and decided to send in my story. I’m 13 and as long as I remember, I have like more boyish things I guess. I had a passion for dinosaurs at the age of three that still sorta exists. I’ve considered becoming a paleontologist. I used to wrestle play sports, have nurf wars, and play with bayblades with my cousins. I still kick their butts at most games. Until I was like eight, I had some girly interests too, but not anymore. I like comics, superhero movies, reading, and science. I’m a bit of a geek. I also play soccer, basketball, and softball (only good at soccer tho). Plus I use my skateboard to get everywhere during the summer, cuz we spend most of it at my grandparents house in a beach town.

I hate dressing up or wearing makeup, but I’ll sometimes put up with a dress if something’s super formal. I’ve got a feeling my mom wishes I was girlyer, but she hasn’t thrown a real fit about my clothing in a long time. Don’t want to give the impression I don’t have a good relationship with my mom tho. She’s usually cool when she’s not pissed off.

I’ve got a mix of guy and girl friends at school, and their all really cool. Some are more girly, some are tomboyish, most of my guy friends are geeky I guess. To be honest I don’t really like all of these labels, I’ve been called a tomboy before by mostly relatives, but I think it’s dumb to have to label who is masculine and who isn’t. Just people be themselves. Whatever, I don’t really know where I’m going with this, but I guess people would consider me a tomboy so I’m submitting this.


So I haven’t always been a tomboy but about when I was in third grade (we had uniforms on my school) the other girls were all girly and felt like I didn’t belong. I didn’t know what was wrong with me and I wrote in my diary how I thought I was gay and everything (I’m not, I like guys) and I was very sad all the time. Later that school year my mom found the diary and asked me if I was gay. I said I didn’t know but I didn’t tell her everything. She still looks at me funny if I want to buy a “boy looking shirt” or whatever. Now I just started middle school and my mom let me cut my hair super short like Afro short, and I was so happy. But I want to wear boys clothes and I don’t know how to tell her. She wants me to be a girly girl but I don’t want to be. Help!!!