Hey Y'all. An email comment from Liz inspired me to stick my head in and give a brief update. Mostly copy/paste (sorry Liz, I'm lazy) from emails so those of you that stayed in touch will be quite familiar with it. Some of what I wrote is personal to the person I relayed it to so will be edited out. I'll try to clean it up.
TL:DR warning, I do not have a short version. If text walls scare you, move along, it's OK.
I broke down and created a Facebook account. I have officially doomed Facebook. They always fail once I join in.
12/27/2018 - Road Trip to VirginiaMy brother and Lori's sister were welcoming, of course (finally engaged after 10 years). They both are trying very hard on names and pronouns. It'll take a while. My brother is almost 50 so he's known me for a while. My wife's sister moved in with us as she hit her teens and we raised her from there. I am/was a father figure to her. She's like an elder daughter.
Slight mood swings going on, I have it under control so far. Mostly dysphoric face/body type issues as per abnormal.
The plan was to spend New Year's Eve with them, well, we did that in the hospital room. Sister need a heart procedure to remove extra heartbeats that was interfering with proper operation. Her heart was down to below 40%. The Dr decided there was no time to wait and scheduled the procedure for the 31st. By the time we left, her heart was beating normally .. YAY!! New Year's Eve was still kind of fun, for us. Sister was drugged up, she said all kinds of amusing things. Even so, in her stupor, she asked 'Where's Faith?" I walked to the side of the bed and she said, "Faith, hi beautiful. How are you feeling?" I replied simply, "Better than you". I received a "shut your pie-hole" for that one. The point of that isn't that interaction, it's the fact that, in her stupor, she still called me Faith.
Overall we had a great time. They both, my wife as well, tried very hard to get name and pronouns correct. My brother struggled when it was long distance. He said it really helped that I was there and he could actually see me. He didn't have any questions, I brought stuff up anyways because I knew it was bothering him. He got much more comfortable after a few easy talks. He called me his sister!!
Everyone here has been so awesome. I only lost one brother to 'personal reasons'. We rarely talk (like never). It's been over 15 years, I think, since we last spoke. I don't consider it a loss, there is history to it. I actually don't know if it's the transgender issue that is his personal reason. You know what, I don't care. I reached out, he rebuffed ... done. No more friends lost, although we hardly see any of the 'old crowd' any more. Work has been awesome! My co-workers are either fully accepting (majority) or quiet. I HAVE GIRL FRIENDS!! I have 4 that have taken me in to help me any way that they can. WOOOOOO!!!
Passing, remember all my 'don't pass' comments? Well, apparently, I'm the only one that I don't pass to. That nasty mirror keeps showing me 'old me'. New people see her (mostly) without questioning now. My voice is really my only downfall atm. I don't know if I'll work on it or not. My voice is almost all my wife has left of him
How I look, case in point. I went to post a picture of myself to show off my newly pierced ears .. OH .. HEY .. I GOT MY EARS PIERCED!!!!
... ahem ... I didn't like the photo, all I saw was 'him'. I showed it to my brother asked him about seeing a guy and he just looked and said, no .. not really ...
My body continues to shift weight around to a more feminine look. I'll always have broader shoulder than hips, I'm
almost at the point now that it doesn't matter. My wife told me that she likes guy butts and mine's a girl butt so she has to start looking at other guys butts. (not seriously, we are committed to each other). I did tell her that it was OK to look, I don't mind ... GIRL BUTT ...
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01/08/2019 - Back to the daily grindWednesday, around lunch time, I met up with someone I used to work with daily. She is very much a LBGQT (etc,etc, acronym) supporter. I am the first transgender in her circle of friends. She has some drag queen friends that she suspects are closet trans (or haven't realized it yet), I am the first openly trans. It was a very good talk. We covered a lot of the basics of how I 'discovered' myself and also got into some comparisons regarding the male/female emotional reaction differences. She caught up with me on Facebook. She said her jaw dropped when she saw the photos and realized who I was. Her first comment? Apparently I have awesome legs.
TodayYou know the saying, there's no highs without lows, good/evil, nature's balance and all that. Today is a low. I have no explanation for it, I just want to crawl into a hole and hide. I try to think about all the good in my life and trust me, there's a lot of it. Still, the deep pit. Actually, I do know. Self-image. I am still fighting that demon. Everyone that I meet could say "What a beautiful woman" and I'd still feel like a woman trapped in an ugly-man-skin
I don't know what to do with myself.
I fully believe in the 'I am who I am' still, there's days like today that take over and I lose a grip on myself. Tomorrow will be a better day, heck, this afternoon might be better. The swings happen in an eye-blink
On the plus, I think, I get to switch to injections. The prescription is sent in, just waiting for it to be filled. Then it's an appointment to learn how to stab myself properly. It ends up about $27.00 more per month. I hope the benefits outweigh it. The risk of blot clot with the pills scares me.
That's all for now, time to dive into a sugar binge to make myself feel better
The summation is:
Plotting the downfall of Facebook
Visited family - acceptance
Pierced ears .. WOOOO
More gal friends .. WOOOO some more
Still lots of up and downs.
Hoping to get insurance that covers gender related services
switching to injections.
I guess there is a TL:DR but you had to scroll down to read it
I'm sure that I left some news out. Things get forgotten in time and for me that only takes a day.
hugs
Faith