This whole year has been pretty much a rollercoaster of emotions. I thought that I had things figured out, but then everything became enormously overwhelming and I basically told myself that I wasn't trans. Then a few months later, I told everyone that I am trans but I just needed time. This time, things were a bit easier. Again, my family was accepting. And so was my partner. They continue to support me with everything. But then it happened. I got scared. I had a bad experience with a therapist. I bought a binder for the first time (tri-top) and it was the worst experience of my life. I felt like the life was being squeezed out of me. I THOUGHT I had gotten the right size. Apparently not. Either way, that pretty much scared me and I said to myself that it just wasn't worth it because I have such an incredibly large chest I also told myself that I didn't want to become a different person. I like the person I am. And I didn't want to lose that. So again, I told everyone that I am just a lesbian. Apart from all of that I was EXTREMELY scared of losing the only identity I have known for so long. And that's being part of the lesbian community. I mean I identified as a lesbian for so long it just feels like I'm losing that. But I look at myself in the mirror and don't like looking like a butch lesbian. I want to walk into the men's department and find clothes that fit! That don't look like a woman is wearing them.
Lately I have been so blind to everything. Like I made a comment the other day and my partner said, "You're such a guy sometimes!". I liked when she said that. And then when I was thinking of us getting married I was thinking how we would be wife and wife. But in the back of my mind I kept thinking to myself that husband and wife sounded better. Up until now, this has all just been playing in the back of my mind and pretty much I haven't given any of it much thought.
Then it happened. I was exhausted yesterday and I just fell asleep in the middle of the day. Next thing I know I was dreaming that I was a man. It wasn't about being trans, it wasn't about that at all. I was just me. I was a man and I was so happy with my partner. She and I were together and we had a baby and it felt so incredibly right. Now I feel like my world is being turned upside down again. I just feel like I have to learn to accept I'm trans and that it's going to take time to adjust to everything.
I'm still embarrassed about pronouns. I can't really adjust to switching yet. I don't know how. I feel different from other trans people because I don't have this "Hate" for my body like SOME not all, do. Being trans is so hard. I just hate how difficult it is gonna make my life. But at this point I have to stop this little game I have going on with my mind. Because it isn't fair to anyone. It isn't fair to myself. I need to go to therapy. And I need to learn how to take things a step at a time because usually I think of everything all at once and it just screws with me.
I'm writing this because I just need to vent, and I guess it is nice to have others to relate to. Thanks for anyone who reads this and I'd love for input/advice. Anything really.