Quote from: robin s on December 10, 2013, 10:20:10 AM
Why is it so hard for me to just call a therapist and make an appointment? I chicken out every time I pick up the phone to call. I know how I fell and I know what I want. It was easier to jump out of an armored vehicle and get shot it than make a stupid little phone call.
Often, for trans* people, the shell they wear in daily life seems very expendable. When your soul doesn't fit your body it isn't worth all that much; it is a symbol of frustration and the very thing that makes you miserable in this world.
When they accept themselves for who they truly are, there is a shock to the system. That shell isn't even useful anymore. It protected them up to that point, and now they realize that it *can* be discarded. But coming out into the world, that apparently hostile and scary place, without armor... the thought can be daunting. And the first big step (after admitting it to themselves) is often going to a therapist and admitting it to someone else for the first time. Standing in front of someone, naked, honest, and vulnerable for perhaps the first time in your life. Of course it is scary! Some avoid that step until it has become a literal life-or-death matter. Some only get there after actually attempting to take their own life. Some never take that step because they were successful in their attempt.
But those who do have the courage to take that step can find themselves on the path toward self-realization, to the fulfillment that can only come with living honestly. We are, all of us, vulnerable when it comes down to it. Courage is required to admit that and face it and reveal ourselves to the world.
*hug* You can do this. The barriers are, like so many we trans* people face, in our minds. Taking steps is difficult because we have hidden so successfully for so long we have convinced ourselves we *must* hide... once you have taken the step, you will see it's really not so bad on the other side and you will have an ally to help ease your journey.
You have a lot of allies in this, Robin, here. Some of them even share your name.

*hug*