I have never had anyone in my immediate life who I looked to for a role model. So instead I found them on BBC and made my own family of role models.
When I was first starting to realize that this sheep was not like the others I found the comedian Eddie Izzard, who is a very out cross dresser from the UK who is also very straight (or male lesbian as he prefers). He became my first true role model. Nothing made sense at that time. I could see myself being with a man in my future but not as a woman. But I knew that I wasn't straight (f/m) so I tried to force myself to become lesbian which worked out as well as you can imagine before I threw up my hands and gave up for the better part of two years.
When I finally posted about all the stuff that was going on with me on a teen's help forum, it was suggested that perhaps I was trans. I was freaked out. I thought no way in hell. But then I found Eddie and I saw him and thought "You're really cool and everyone, even back in the 90's loved the ->-bleeped-<- out of you. Not in-spite of your differences but because you are different. You're a cross dressing guy and you are pretty damn cool." and then I stopped being so scared. I figured if Eddie could do it than so could I, but as a transman.
After than I 'met' John Barrowman. The flamboyant gay man who would be damned if he wasn't allowed to play a flamboyant pansexual on television for the world to see and just plane deal with. He gave me the confidence I needed to not be afraid of my sexual emotions and feelings. It didn't matter who I loved or was attracted to because if the world didn't like it, the world could just plan deal with it anyways.
And then I came upon Mr. Stephan Fry whose heartbreaking depression was something I could relate to. It was because of him and his famous letter to his fans regarding one of his many failed suicide attempts that I realized I could not just sympathize but perfectly understand what he was saying in that letter. Because of him I realized I suffered from sporadic and incomprehensible depression. It's a build up of little things that can ruin all the good things in a moment, and it doesn't matter how great our lives seem to others, sometimes there's nothing in the world that can tear away the crippling sadness. But that's ok too.
He taught me that even when it hurts, it's the good things in life, the ones that pull you back out of the raging sea of melancholy that matter, at least in those moments. He taught me that it's ok to be sad, it's ok to be depressed and shut down even when life seems good. He gave me the comfort of knowing that there are others out there, even National Treasures like Stephan Fry who get sad and depressed and feel like lifes not worth living. He gave me the comfort of knowing that while not everyone thinks about death almost every day of their lives, those of us who do, exist, and that's ok too. Because of him, i'm at my happiest in the in-between periods and now I know when the bad times are coming and I know how better to deal with them and I know that it's not some taint of my existence but that there are others like me who get it.
Now then to answer your questions:
1. What kind of man/guy do you see yourself as?
I see myself as polite and kind. A guy who would rather be bit than kill a mosquito. Who saves the spiders and sets them free when others want to step on them. Who will stop on the side of a highway and ask if the stopped car is alright. Someone who just wants to please everyone, even if it means he gets hurt as a result. The guy whose there when you call in the middle of the night and need someone. The guy whose late sometimes, but always makes sure to call to let you know. The guy who values how others see him because it does matter. The guy who will help when you need it. The guy who can still hang out with his ex and best friend whose now dating the ex and not kill someone in the room. The guy who brings you soup because you said you were sick. The guy who lets all the pain fester inside because he doesn't want his sadness to ruin everyone else's good time. The guy who learned violin so he could play for himself. The guy who said he'd rather die than live a lie.
2. What kind of man/guy do you want to become (post HRT or just as self improvement)?
I want to become more assertive and not let people walk over me as much.
I want to learn to swing dance.
I want to make a difference in the world in some way that matters.
I don't want to be forgotten.
I want to become a published author.
I want to be a good husband and a good father one day.
3. How did you become the type of man that you are now (especially if you didn't have many male role models)?
See the first bit above.
4. Any advice for me?
- If you don't have role models in your real life, then find some. Either in books or tv or music. Role models are important. They let us see that those things we are afraid of, others can overcome and if they can do it, then so can we.
- Don't be afraid of 'becoming gay'. No one 'becomes gay'. Gay is not a choice. My therapist told me i'd probably "go straight" when I went on T, I told him it was highly unlikely i'd become straight. I'm bi but could never have a long term relationship with a woman. Emotionally i'm gay and no amount of hormone will ever change that.
- You're going to be ok