Quote from: Jayne01 on September 10, 2015, 09:50:19 PM
I have a question for the significant others out there. Today my wife asked me to try and explain what it feels like to be transgender. I had absolutely no idea how to even begin to explain it.
I can only speak for myself....
-- Pre transition --
It was a never ending sense of despair. There were happy times and fun times and things I enjoyed but the despair was always there. Knowing I was not right, knowing from dawn to dusk that I was unhappy to be me. Nighttimes were the worst. Lying in bed in the dark, my head going round and round and round thinking about how much better my day could have been if only I was female on the outside. Even talking to other women and being "rejected" by them because I was not a woman in their eyes, being excluded from their fellowships and circles and social groups.
So I threw myself into things. Do, don't think, just "do". Do something. Do anything. Stay busy. Work, work, work, work. Stay busy busy. Volunteer for anything. Get tired. Get exhausted. Go to bed so tired you cannot stay awake. Got a spare hour? Fill it with something. Never stop. Never take a break.
Have no friends - friends might ask things I dare not utter or reply to. Friends might make comments I cannot respond to. I might even tell friends the ONE FACT THAT MUST NEVER BE MENTIONED. Better to be angry. Better to be short tempered. Keep people at a distance.
For most of my life I made do with 4 to 5 hours sleep every night. By 45 I looked 55 and felt like I was 65 and every time I looked in the mirror I never saw my reflection, I saw my jailer. I saw the raddled, burnt-out husk I was becoming and I really began to hate myself and despair.
Eventually I cracked. I could no longer keep it up and the truth was obvious. I was going to die as a man, in a male body. I was never going to be me.
So I sat in a corner, curled up in a foetal position and cried for two hours until my wife came home and found me. We talked, decided how to proceed and I went to the GP and started the process of transition.
-- Post transition --
Five years later, I like myself. I sleep 7 hours a night. I have friends and those who knew me from before tell me that I am a far, far nicer person to be around. I have a sensible work/life balance and the hammers in my head have stopped. I no longer despair and I now longer hate myself and we are still married and more in love than before.
What does it feel like to be transgender? I never felt "transgender".
I felt wrong and now I feel right.