Seriously, was kind of trying to just be a somewhat normal guy, mostly so my parents wouldn't get negative attention from the community around me for having a son who would rather be a woman... So I withdrew myself completely from this stuff for as long as I could, everything was going fine, then a dream has brought me back here.
First dream like this actually, where I didn't want to wake up because it was amazing. In this dream I was of course, a transsexual woman, I even recognized it in the dream, however I seemed to be post-op, out of the closet, and just happy. Didn't see any of my family in the dream, but they are never in my dreams anyways..
This wouldn't freak me out so much, but usually my dreams seem to have some kind of meaning.. or I am just insane.. Either way this has bothered me all day.
So I guess to some degree I have been denying that I am, in fact, transsexual. I think I started to deny it around the time I decided to attempt to convert to Catholicism, but I felt extremely guilty when I started the meetings with the priest, so I stopped going. But I think now, I was less afraid of me being accepted, and more afraid that it would reflect my parents badly, especially since so many people have commented on how well my parents raised me. So I guess I am afraid of disappointing my parents..
But at the same time, I don't know how I would disappoint my parents, sure I am pretty much willing to "mutilate" my genitalia(according to most Christians), but I think I would actually make my parents happy, knowing they raised someone who can accept people for being different or whatever..
Honestly, I don't know if I am going to be brave enough to see a therapist before I graduate high school, probably would be able to if my parents ever ask about my mental state again(at that point I figure there is no point in denying it), but I am so worried about their response I can't just make myself ask to see a therapist..
I guess another thing I am worried about, is the fact that I will never be able to provide grandchildren for my parents.. Then again, I probably could never force myself to attempt to have biological kids as a male, because I hate the idea of it.. though I also would still love to have kids(probably would end up adopting, or something).
Yeah... I am really doubting I can ever be truly happy in trying to live the rest of my life as a male, especially since I guess I have kind of already lied to myself, and it does bother me constantly that I am stuck in the wrong body, literally to the point that I am not very happy anymore, one of the few things that makes me happy anymore is my music. Literally, I get so upset realizing that at this moment I can't act or dress the way I want due to the fact that to the world, I am a male.
This also seems to be hurting my relationship with my parents, mostly due to the fact that I really want to tell my parents about all these amazing people I have read about, or all the other stuff I want to, but can't, because it is mostly related to transsexual stuff and I am still afraid of them knowing... or mostly having to tell them that one of their sons, is in fact their daughter.
This is mostly just a post about my thoughts these past weeks.. or however long it has been since my last post(horrible memory when it comes to time).... I seriously hope my mom asks about my mental state so I can just tell her what is really bothering me.