I attend 2 groups here, every 2 weeks, so I have only 3 or 4 visits in to each. I puked in the parking lot before each first time, forcing myself to go in. And I have walked back to my car a couple of times, in fear, but forced myself to return. I don't do new people or new environments very well at all, and 'trans' was a brand new thought process for me. I'm not sure what I was expecting at first, maybe to be in intense therapy, which is not what has happened - it is always a strange combination of angsting and socializing, personal insights and mindless chatter.
I don't feel accepted into brotherly or motherly arms at the groups. But I don't feel shut-out either. After awhile, I think I have learned a way to be, for now. In the silences that invariably happen, I will throw out a topic or problem that is bothering me, as a 'have you ever...' kind of thing. And I have also found, that if I listen to each person as they relate some part of their life, I often have something I can say to or for them, and this will engage them and even others into a discussion. Not always, and if there is not an opening for me to have a say, I simply let it go.
I have felt a few times that I should just get up and leave, that I was just wasting my time. But I have found, every time so far, when Im driving home afterwards, that I feel lighter, happier, calmer. Whether I felt the meeting was going well for me or not, apparently it has always, so far, had a positive impact on me.