After decades of transition wishes, and nearly two years of intense self-discovery and the coalescence of my own transsexual identity, one night something just popped into my head and has been stuck there ever since:
"I don't know why I want to be a woman, I just do."
I've tried every sort of reasoning, both to support the decision and to negate it, but all the thinking in the world doesn't change the above.
It doesn't make sense. I can't really explain it. Attempts to put more words behind it lead down weird rabbit holes. Making logical arguments doesn't really work because it's not a decision formed in the realm of logic. Making emotional arguments doesn't really work because it's so primal. It comes from so deep inside me that it's almost pre-language, pre-thought, pre-emotion.
As someone who spends a lot of time (outside of the realm of transition) trying to understand things and make logical arguments, this is the hardest thing to accept. There is no logic. My transsexuality just is, and my only decision is whether and how to act upon it. That's where I'm at right now.
Lora
http://translora.wordpress.com