It's a cloudy, rainy day again here in Oregon. I'm kinda feeling like the weather. I'm sad that my daughter doesn't accept me being trans. It was good the both her and Scott (her husband) were willing to talk about it. By now they've told the kids. I'm feeling reticent about visiting again because of it. That and because I still haven't heard what they may have decided after my coming out to them.
But what is getting me down most is a feeling that I have once again failed her as a dad. I've shocked her and made her sad again. I'm a disappointment and now likely an embarrassment. It just another failure in a long line of failures. I've failed as a dad, failed as a protector, as a husband, and as a man. She could be right. I could have some long time issue, something missing that I haven't discovered or confronted that keeps me from being normal. Something that keeps be grasping at straws trying to figure out who I am by crossdressing and now thinking I'm trans. I don't know what that could be, but she could be right. Maybe I should be seeing a regular shrink instead of a GD.
So there you have it. My head isn't in a good place. You might describe it as a dark and stinky place. lol I'll get it pulled back out one of these days and be better, but I'm okay, not good, but okay.