My apologies if this is the wrong place to post this. I've been talking to my therapist for about a month, and am now working to tell my wife, hopefully in the next two to three weeks. What I'm doing is writing a letter to her that I am going over with my therapist and editing slowly. When I tell her, I intend to wait until my daughter is at her grandmother's house. Then sit down next to her at the table and read it out loud to her. This is what I have so far:
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You keep asking me what's wrong. Why over the last several years I haven't seemed happy. What I'm going to therapy for. I think, even before I started therapy that over the last few years, you have probably noticed for a while that something is seriously bothering me. It's wrong for me not to tell you anymore.
So, I'm going to tell you. This isn't easy for me to admit to anyone. It's even harder to say out loud. I'm not proud of it, but it's the truth. So, before I start, please, please keep this confidential. I'm not ready for this to become common knowledge. Not only that, it could be potentially dangerous to me if the wrong person found this out about me. So please, don't discuss it with anyone but myself at least for now, or if you wish, with my therapist, or even yours. Before I move on, I want you to know I'm open to any questions once I finish.
There's no easy way to say it, so I'm going to just come out and say it.
I'm a transgender woman.
I'm in the early process of transitioning from male to female, which I suppose, makes me specifically a transsexual. Mentally I've done so for a long time, which is why I think very few people even question my gender on line when talking to me in text when they have never seen or heard me. I don't think like a man, because at least mentally, I'm not. This is a big part of why I don't like admitting I'm Trans, even if it is the truth. I don't identify as a transsexual. I identify as a woman. There is no pill or therapy to make me feel differently, either.
I've looked.
The only current accepted 'cure', if you will that I have found for being trans is to transition to the gender one feel most comfortable with. I've read in several places that say it's one of the most successful therapies in all of medicine as far as success rate in terms of quality of life.
... I'm not sure where to start.
I guess I'll start medically. There's a lot of current research strengthening the case that there is a strong neurological component to being transgender, and according to some studies I've read, possibly even a few minor physical traits that in passing no one would even notice.
Transsexuals have existed since the dawn of recorded history (and most likely before), and up until the rise of Christianity were typically thought of as enlightened due to our ability to think about things from two very different views (I can think of things in a masculine or feminine view point . . . though I am more comfortable and often in agreement with the more feminine view of things).
I didn't choose to be this way.
WHO WOULD?!
Regardless of if I transition or not ... this is what I am. The only choice I'm making is choosing to be myself. And it's not easy, because I haven't for so long. I didn't even really realize I had a choice until 3 years ago. That's honestly a big part of what I'm dealing with in therapy at the moment. Getting past on an emotional level that I'm not crazy, and figuring out that there's really nothing wrong with being myself, and how to go about doing that.
The specific medical diagnosis (recently updated this year in March) is Gender Dysphoria, though it's often still referred to by its old designation of Gender Incongruity Disorder (or GID).
It's not a mental disorder to be Trans. Most issues are from the way everyone else reacts to us in society and the stress of simply being transgendered puts in someone's life . . . transition or not in a society that doesn't make room for us.
Despite that it took me a month after this to actually make a phone call to start seeking help, in May I finally reached a breaking point. I've tried so hard not to be transgender. I don't want to hurt my family, or confuse anyone, or scare anyone, or be thought of as a freak, or make anyone uncomfortable or anything else. I just want to be me. But . . . I'm not stupid. I know how people like me are (wrongly) portrayed in the media until very recently, and I know what people think. I know how they can react.
So I went out and was going to try to kill myself rather than deal with it. I mean . . . seriously . . . now that you know, given where we live, is it any wonder to you that I might have felt that way?
I couldn't do it. There are three things that made me think twice about it. One is our daughter. I just can't put her through the same thing my mother put me through when I was about her age. It's too cruel. Next is you. I realized if I went through with it, I would probably hurt you more if I killed myself than I would if I told you, even if it leads to us getting divorced. The last is simple enough.
I WANT TO LIVE!
Not be someone so that other people are happy and comfortable or because I'm worried I might offend someone by existing or by being different in their presence. I want to BE ME without apology or regret or guilt. Just like everyone else.
It's crossed my mind that, now that I've told you, I could very well lose it all. They say that love is giving someone the power to absolutely destroy you, and hoping they don't. And that's what I'm doing now.
You've met my dad and heard him talk about what his reaction would be if any of his kids ever turned out to be gay. So, you already know that when I tell my parents this ... they're going to probably disown me. So I already know when I do this, I'm going to lose just about my entire side of the family, because most of them think like he does. So, it's quite likely that you and [my daughter] may wind up being the only family I have left.
I'm just ... tired of being and feeling fake, and feeling like I'm being dishonest with how I portray myself.
I trust you, and I love you, but I'm also not going to lie. I'm scared. I have no idea what your reaction will be.
I will say that I do want you to be here for me during this and afterward, because this is going to take a lot of time and work. Transitioning is very complex, and there's a lot of decisions to make, most of which I haven't yet (some I'm honestly probably not even aware of), and I'm willing to put things off if need be while we discuss it. Some things I'm open to not doing if it will help you to be more comfortable, others, I'm honestly not open to discussing but am open to waiting for, and still other, smaller things I would like to start doing soon.
I appreciate you, I respect you, and I love you dearly, but in order for me to be able to truly enjoy and live my life, this is something I need to do.
Please, help me.
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Any advice?