This may be long winded but I hope this post can help people realize who is there for them in life, especially when they are down. here we go.I have been in therapy since March or something, largely due to issues that accured long ago that I really don't want to regergatate. Anyways, I have noticed something more recently then ever that has really opened my eyes. For one, ever notice that those who accept you when you come out and encourage you to ask questions really seem to be there, whereas those who are adamant you are only your birth gender and if you're not then there is something wrong with you, you know that crowd of people tend to be out for themselves?
I have. And it was what was what was so hard for me to accept for however long. I have just a couple of examples but here we go. One was my Aunt who was adamant that I , no matter what I felt at all, that I could only be "male". It's funny because even as a kid she always pushed me to be masculine in subtle ways and the few times I saw her not sleep (as she did most of the time when I went to visit her) she was always trying to nuture then"man". When I came out to her she just went on saying I could only be a "man" and if I'm not it was due to abuse or truama. she was adamant that I was running from being a man due to the abusive men she called in our family (my dad, uncle and grandfather). Also, it could only be them according to her. Even as I almost never saw grandfather and inwas somewhat distant with uncle (both who I never recall being totally awful?) and when I told her my step dad was far worse then anyone else, she denied it. Even though she knew my step dad had to be taken away by the police she made excuses for him and was adamant that the only truama I had came from thenother family.. invalidated on every way.
Then my cousin on my moms side would tell me flat up I'm not real and am a fake and my gender dysphoira is due to autism or something, but he said no matter what I'm not a true trans. He would also take behind my back tonother family members expressing his doubts. And when he realized that it wasn't going to just abandon transition at that time beciase he was being rude he then just became bluntly rude, mocking my appearance and implying I don't love myself. It laternturns out he questioned his sexuality and wondering if he was gay (among many other things in regards to gender and sexuality).... something tells me he is still questioning his identity in someway, after all no one is really that on you unless they have some insecurities of their own.
Through it all however I became to realize there nastiness is more about them then me! I have moved to this farm in April, which is a godsend given my mental state past few months with ptsd and other things. My roommate validates me just as a human. A female, capable of success and trusting her feelings. It is a validation I'm not used to, but she gives it to me all the time. I suffer from dysphoira still, mainly due to gentials but she helps me not feel crazy. I have began to realize that she, and other people in my life who play on my strengths and not my fears are actually around me! The big one was since coming out I noticed that those who validate me as a woman seem to genuinely care about me, whereas those who tried to shame me back to manhood seems to have alternative motives.
Realizing the good in people and in life has gotten me more active. I feel more worth in life. I had nasty depression kick in this winter. I'm nowhere near as bad as I was in 2016 when I first came here, butsnthats beciase I still have sanity and still can feel like the real me. My life has been getting more clear especially as I deal with demons and gain a new prospective. I hope that all of you know how valid and real and awesome you are, never let the dark kill your light!