Hey All..... Haven't been in here for a while. Been having a hard time, and not really sure why that was...... until the other day in therapy when something came up. It was interesting in that how it came up was so casual....... yet it hit so hard.
I have a lot of walls up. As a lot of you know I have a successful life. I've achieved a lot as a guy. I burried the girl in me, and created quite an amazing life. When it came to transition, my therapist had trouble getting through my walls. And in one little comment....... which was "I think I missed my time"....... a wall crumbled, and things came out. It was at the end of my session, so I didn't get to really go into it. Yet, as my therapist noted, I wouldn't let myself cry over it. The wall remained. Even with all this estrogen.... hell, I cry watching the Simpsons for gosh sakes... I wouldn't cry. I've tried to let it go the past week, as it's been killing me. Barely eat... just sit on the couch... (I did take the time to watch all seasons of breaking bad... great show..) But anyway, I thought, maybe I should get it out in here. I'm ususally the one helping others here, but I think it's time I write about my stuff.
So, this is what I realized. I'll never be the woman I wanted to be. I'll never grow up with girlfriends. I'm way past puberty. I'll never get to grow up from a girl to a woman. I'll never be daddy's little girl. Never go to prom as a woman. Won't experience bonding with other girls in high school as we discover who we are. I won't be that 20 something girl in the club, dancing in a pretty, but short dress. I don't know....... there's so much. When I thought about becoming a woman, I think my mind was sitting there the whole time. As if, when I started the transition, I would go back there. But I can't. I"m 43. I think in my mind, I"m this 18-20 year old girl..... with her whole life ahead. Except I'm not. And I won't be. Ever.
Now I'm having the problem of being lost...... as if I'm two people. After All, what has Aubrey done with her life? She's 3 years old. I've only had the hormonal balance of a woman for a short time. In my head lies the dreams of the young child, so desperately wanting to be a woman. The little girl who never had a voice. Never had an experience. Never had a life. And after 40 years, this guy says "Ok, your turn"....... And the girl is lost, and the guy has problems letting go of his life he built. The girl was always hidden away. And suddenly, she's here...... With the dreams of a young girl, and the body of an old man.
And I just can't seem to figure out how to process that. That stark contrast. I don't know if I want to take down that wall and let myself feel the pain that little girl felt being trapped. Watching her life go by, and her not being able to even be out to enjoy it. Not being able to participate at all. So, I think that all this has stopped me in my tracks.
I don't hate myself. I'm not sure how much I love myself, but I don't hate myself. My spiritual mind tells me to stop it. People have worse problems than me. I understand that life isn't always fair, or perfect. But really, how could anyone do this to a little girl? If it were the girls parents....... that kept her hidden in the closet, wouldn't let her speak, wouldn't let her go out..... they'd be put in jail. Yet I did this. I did this to me. I wasn't strong enough to say anything. And I had my chances..... but I couldn't do it. (Back then, remember, there was no internet. I had no idea that anyone else in the world felt like this. I just thought something was wrong with me.) So I kept quiet. I locked this girl away, and now I'm letting her go out, and she doesn't know what to do. And I don't think she likes me all that much for making her miss what was supposed to be her life. LIke "Why did you let me go now? Why didn't you just keep me hidden? What am I supposed to do now?" And I just don't know what to tell her.
I just don't know what to tell her.
Well, at least the tears are here now. Anyway....... thanks for listening.