Hummmm Hello Jenna,
You opened a can of worms on this one. And there there's been some interesting points raised along he way. However, may I mention, I'm on the other end of the time line to you.
Authenticity and honesty are not values we aspire to, they are core components to our identity. They form who we are.
Circumstances or external reasons should never form who we really are.
Essentially without these core components we are left with only one alternative. We have to lie, not only to ourselves, the most grievous of misgivings, but to all and sundry who enter our lives. Without them, dysfunctionality of character, integrity and virtue reigns supreme; infecting those that are near and dear to us. Children in particular are affected the most, as it is insidiously infused into their nature from the environment they live in. If I had a physical deformity it would slow those near to me, down; just as much as a mental/character deformity. I drag them with me.
I ought to know. For the past 30 years I not only lied to myself consistently and persistently, but the lies and deceit that rained on my family, colleagues and others I came in contact with was enough to destroy relationships, create enormous distrust and nearly shortened my life considerably in the early "retirement" option some of us take, inappropriately.
And yes. Health professionals do advise of the potential serious and tragic consequences of such actions. It's a very respected fact that over 40% of pre/non-op and 20% of post-op transgendered people commit suicide, as a direct result of unresolved issues.
Irrespective of how much we try to hide it, create walls to hide behind, masks to wear, facades to play out, be rest assured, some how, some where we'll be found out. Whether we are dead or alive, it just depends on how much collateral damage we want to be held responsible for.
Hindsight is a powerful rationale. It's a pity we can't accelerate time in order to draw on it's wisdom. In a way, if I had of been successful in any of my 3 attempts it would have at least mitigated the damage sustained to family and others. It would of been of no benefit to myself, as this option only provides a permanent solution to a temporary problem.
Certainly; family, children, come with an awesome responsibility. Work, healthcare, lifestyle are important matters as well. But; are we really being selfish by not attending to our own authenticity and honesty first, before we attempt to teach it to our family?
How can I teach you how to bake an apple pie, if I don't know how to make a pie case? How can I teach you honesty, if I don't demonstrate it myself?
How many times have you seen the safety instructions on a plane where you're told to put on your oxygen mask first before you even attempt to help anyone else.
Have you, or any other respondents seen or experienced the devastation that is metered out on growing adults, all in their 20's when they find out the real truth about their father? "What other things have you lied to us about?" Their own sense of self trust, self worth is betrayed. Their whole moral upbringing has been based on lies and deceit. You can see it in them. "So what else is not true, Dad?"
Twenty five years ago, I made a fundamentally flawed decision. It was based on the ineptitude and lack of honesty and authenticity of my own father. "No!!! I wasn't going to leave my family, the way my father left us"
If, at that time, I had done the right thing and been honest enough to accept my Transgenderism and transitioned, my ex wife and one baby would have had far better chances of recovery and living a better life than the profound collateral damage sustained by all, that now includes my ex wife and four children.
Forgiveness from those damaged in this matter will be a long time coming, if at all, in my lifetime. Perhaps I may have stood a better chance of receiving forgiveness, if I'd done the right thing by myself first, 25 years ago.
Watching that damage play out, day after day, is not a pretty sight. I'm certainly not proud of it, it is one regret I'll take to my grave.
Twenty five years ago, I had the opportunity to avoid this. I chose not to. I now pay dearly, daily, for that choice.
What will you pay for your choice?
With love and respect
Catherine