Quote from: CarlyMcx on February 02, 2017, 03:20:16 PM
You joined this forum and started posting here in July of 2014. Two and a half years, even on and off, is not just some fleeting fantasy.
Your posts show evidence of internal conflict between what you would want to do if there were no consequences involved (be a pretty girl) on the one hand, and what others expect of you (mainly your parents) on the other hand.
I can't tell you how to resolve this conflict. But I can tell you that going into denial by deciding that you are not transgender does not seem to be working -- because you keep coming back here.
You really need to see the gender therapist, and be totally honest with him or her. If you do get diagnosed transgender, then wonderful! You get to start hormones and live as a woman at a young enough age that it will really mean something to your life. And if it turns out that you are not transgender and that this is the product of something else, then wonderful! You can address that, put two and a half years of worry behind you, and get on with whatever else you want to do.
I agree with everything Carly wrote above, hun...
Actions often speak farrrr more than words, lol..
Now, I have to say, though, that reading your posts and following your saga has given me a new perspective on my own teen years...
I have often said that if I had known the things that are now widely known as a teenager, I would have forced my way into transition immediately. Had my parents admitted that they had 'chosen' to raise me as a boy instead of a girl, back then, I would have immediately stood up and demanded they correct their mistake and let me be the girl I was actually born to be...
But, after reading your latest post, I have stopped and reconsidered. What you said, that you felt '
guilty for making your Mom sad', that is a powerful testimony to just how desperately we need our parents approval as kids. Maybe even if they had admitted that they had chosen to raise me as a boy, the power of their disapproval of me being a girl would have made me want to avoid 'making them sad' and I would have doubled down on my efforts to act like a boy, to please them. Maybe I would have, maybe not, but I had never really pondered just how much influence my mother had on me with her emotions and approval. My dad? Meh, screw him. But my Mom, omg, I lived to please her. An impossible task, really, but that was the name of the game for me back then..
So, Redhot1, thank you. Your experience has given me a window into my past, and given me pause, and a chance to lessen my absolutist view on how things
would have been, if...
I hope you get to that gender therapist, and embrace whatever truth you might uncover there. You are worth it!
Missy