Hey everyone. I am not on this forum anywhere near as much as I used to be. Mainly due to a big move, looking for work and by and large enjoying life. I got good and bad to talk about and was wondering if someone can help me figure out what is going on in brain box.
First the bad: Well, as good as life has been as of late something snapped Yestarday. It was like my mind was set where it was back in say Jan or Feb.. but not at the same degree. I woke up and felt off. Which was strange given how 'on' I have been feeling normally. On as in on friday night I remeber coming home from an LGBT meet up feeling on-top of the world and really just thinking positivley and on the brighter side. I was laughing at moon moon for crying out loud, that is how care-free I was xD.. and on wednesday was much the same. I got up, felt like the normal happy woman I have been until I got mega allergies, but I still went into Brandon to get tacos and felt like 1 million bucks mentally. All because I felt and have been feeling mentally free from my old nemisis .... ''him''. ''he'', the old life of masculinty and manhood I was pushed into. With that thing gone and living authentically as a 23 year old woman I have been able to feel happy and everyone around me has noticed, including me.
Yestarday morning however, we went into the city to do some arrons. I had my hair streigtened, make on point, amazing purple jacket, looking like myself. However, I got anxious looking in mirrors. Why? well because even with shaving (hence my thread from yestarday) I am super self consious about any facial hair or beard shadow.. I despise it even more then the evil penis. I sometimes apply make up over the same place 4 times in the same day to avoid any possiblilty of having that disgraceful blemish shine through. It is one thing that gets me super anxious still. Anyways, looking at a mirror would have produced some anxeity because I may be able to see that evil poking out if the light is in a certian way. However I didnt see it, I saw a beautiful woman and was going to feel happy.. but then, not a voice but something was like ''MAN'' in my head, which produced anxiety: Over heated body, heart pumping, ect. It was not nice. And this haunted me for the next while. We then went to Wal Mart and I had to get up and leave as the gross ''male'' feeling was kicking in. I was having an anxiety attack (didnt help that 100s of people were also around). I had to sit in the car to collect myself. I then applied some more make-up and then looked in the car mirror that is atatched to sun visor. I looked and saw my apir of eyes, they are quite naturally feminine and realizing this quickly made me feel amazing for the first time that day. I was able to re-gain confidence and go back and finish all that had ot be done. We did a few more things and I felt great right up till last night.
The ''he'' feelings came back. And I was actually feeling very anxious and grossed out. I felt at one point as though soul was sucked out of body. I was not there. I also do not know what this is happening. I look, present and feel female now. So how did the evil ''him'' and feelings of male-like-ness come back? I still get dysphoira over facial hair yes and the penis (yuck), but i dont and havent ''felt'' like a ''male'' due to it, I just see myself as a woman with a few blemishes due to a birth condition. However, last night my mind was in a spin. I felt bad when I let the ''man'' ideas kick in, and then to feel good I would realize how good life is now and that it is because I accepted myself as a woman but as soon as I began to feel normal again my brain would trigger ''him'' again and I went back down. This morning exact same thing. Its just bad because this is what had happened before. prior to my april 2016 meltdown as we all know about I hated being male, but unlike today it was kinda hard to accpet being female at the same time back then. I knew being a woman was something that felt right and good but I just had hard time accepting I was truly female or trans, even if I was already out. The male feelings and dysphoria were still very real. And they made me feel awful. However when my life crashed down it was a split between extreme dysphoira or having something in my mind push me into being a man again and ''accepting'' ''him'' (the male life and male living again)but having even worse feelings such as extreme irritation, self harm, anxiety on an unheard od scale, losing my mind, basically being where I was before April. That is the ultimatum my brain gives. Because I know now and have known for years being a man is not in my cards. It is either dysphoira or a weird manic push that makes me crazy trying to be a ''him''. It is getting somewhat better, tho that is almost exclussivley due to reflecting on the good that I will post next below and that may get over powered by the horridness.
now the good:
From Sept 15-22, argueablly my best friend and I am a bit embaresed to say this as I pride myself now on being a strong independent woman, but also my emotional rock came up to Petawawa for visit. She is trans too but pre-everything, though I think someday real real frigging soon she will be coming out. We had been friends for 2 years and conversed on the internet nearly everyday since then. She came out and we did everything together. We went to Ottawa to shop, went for bike ride at this nice beach like area in Quebec that had a path for walking and biking, ate at some great resturants, went swimming, bowled at a place in Renfrew ON, went star gazing, nature walks in forest... you get it, a lot!!! It was magical. She still is my best friend atm and I love her.Being bron in 1996 she is only 2 years young so in a way, you could say she was like that sister i never had. You can tell I have a strong sisterly love bond for her as when she left on the 22nd I nearly cried (something I still have a hard time doing), I would stare at the clock counting the hours at work through time to time counting how long it has been since seeing her. And even the next few days was much the same. That never happens with me.
I moved, which could end up being good... time will tell. Anyways, on the drive from old town to new I didnt really have major anxiety, and I was able to be social with my family and the such. We drove all through Ontario into new province and life was pretty good

!. We stopped in Winnipeg on October 1st for a family dinner. Everyone was amazing. I was called Ashley and she'd and her'd and my heart just felt fuzzy. I was included in more female talk I found then I was back in 2015. My, as I like to call him old school Irish grandfather ( From the old way of Irish life, not the new modern Ireland:n 78 years old, very Catholic, goes to church more then 2 times a week, talks about how great god is, if not a Conservative party member then a very huge supporter) was nothing but sweet to me. Refering to me also with female pronouns and correct name. In fact out of my whole family he was probably the least judgemental and we often spend hours talking about politics, religion, ect and although he admitted he will never understand what it is like to be trans or why one would want to transition, he said he will accept me and love me no matter what.
Also, for the first time since 2015 I saw my judgemental cousin there too. The one who always either tried to get me to doubt myself or be flat out rude when i was feeling happy about becoming female on the outside 2 years ago. He tried to be ''civil'' but I ignored him and gave him the screw off look. Yes I didnt give him a chance but that is how I work, when you become nothing to me it is near impossible to every become something again. I was not anxious at all like I was in 2015 meeting him or others because since then, I found my voice. I can tell people what I think and I dont pretend to like people who are nasty.
After that we came to our new town and I wasted no time looking for work. Got a few job interviews and and just waiting back for a call, many of them for this week. Tbh, I have never felt more alive. I connect to myself more. I see a beautiful woman in the mirror, I naturally feel female without worrying if i am just a day dreamer taking things too far. I have confidence I never really had and have had for a while. I havent really gotten too dysphoric by and large either, I am trying to get a hold of people so I can even get GRS by next year!! heres hoping anyway. I have never connected to my innerself like I have and I feel like I naturally belong with other females as opposed to just wishing I was and that I am a fraud that is a nothing. I honestly can not describe the warm feelings that I get over this new-found (well a few months now) feeling of femininity taking over. I also got approved for even a higher dosage of E! In many ways I dont think I can describe how life is actually getting better, I can not put into words on a general level.. then about yestarday... things got odd...
Thanks for reading. love you all <3