As I have matured in life I have developed an inner dialog with myself whenever I am think about doing something. It should be what I want for lunch, do I want a new TV, anything really. It is always the debate of do I want this or do I need this. Sure I would like a new, big, fancy, flat, doesn't weigh a hundred pounds TV, but the one I have works perfectly fine, so I do not need a new one.
So, as you can see by my post count I am rather new here. I had my little epiphany moment about a month ago and for the first time I am making an effort to understand what all this is and where it fits into my life. I am starting to remember things from my youth that I had locked behind the metal gate for so long.
This last week I had meetings with four therapists in three days. Others here said that I should "shop around" so I met with the four that responded to my email inquiries. They all asked similar questions and each had unique questions. About an hour after these sessions I would always come up with better answers to their question that the ones I gave to them. This, of course, made me start the think more in-depth about what they were asking.
This being probably the biggest life decision I have faced in my time, I have started the debate in my head do I want to be a girl or do I need to be a girl. I was giving it some more though this morning, which is when I seem to be happiest, I believe myself what I say that i do indeed want to be a girl. There are so may aspects that are appealing to me from mind, body, appearance, etc. If I were able to spend the rest of my day wearing a flouncy sundress I would be over the moon happy. However, that brings me to the need. This I am struggling with. The little devil on my shoulder is telling me that if I do not already know I need to do this than I am fooling myself. In a lot of the posts I have read recently girls are saying that this was an overwhelming need and there was no doubt that this was the right path. For me I am not sure. Yes, my daydreams are consumed with me as a woman, but maybe the little devil is right. I don't know and that I don't know is frightening me. Its not like this is buying the wrong shoe size it is my future existence in life. Now, granted, my life as a man has not exactly broken any records for achievement, but it has not been all bad. Some bad, but not all. But, my visions of a future as a woman are all consuming. So much so that that little devil keeps telling me that is a pipe dream and it will not really be a good as my imagination is making it out to be.
Any thoughts from the community?
Anyone want to set me straight?