I'm not the most active poster on this forum, unfortunately (regrettably, I'm a bit reserved and do more reading than writing, per se), but felt the need to keep a certain connectivity with the members of this forum and this site in general. I don't have the largest circle of friends and supporters as it is, and know not one person struggling with such issues as gender identity (or transsexuality) personally, neither online nor in person.
I joined probably a few months ago, after I decided to actively make my parents aware of my wish to be male, after many years of struggle. Honestly, I live in such an open family that I hardly felt I was "coming out" of any proverbial closet. My identity had been internalized for my entire life, although I had been successful in pushing it back to the extent that I expected others to see me as male, or at least understand my situation without being directly made aware of it. For some time, I've felt uncomfortable having something so huge and so secret out in the open, but when it comes down to it, I am me, and that fact is unavoidable.
Lately, I've cycled between feeling hopeful, optimistic, and relieved to have the weight off my shoulders and feeling pathetic, vulnerable, and for lack of a better word, stupid. Generally ridiculous. I hope this doesn't offend anyone, but I have always been absolutely disturbed by the possibility of being perceived as a butch lesbian as many pre-T trans men are, and at this stage in my life and with my secret out, there is nowhere to hide and I sometimes feel like I will be perceived as exactly that. And if not that, a terrible poser. (Yet again, for lack of a better word). I don't know how common this is, but getting acclimated to my chosen name is also, at times, difficult. When people say it, particularly my parents, I feel as if I am being teased. But my legal name disturbs me far more and on many different levels.
Regardless of those problems, I am talking with my family a lot about this. I've spoken about testosterone, I've spoken about surgery and even such personal subjects as growth in the lower regions and my wishes to achieve as much as possible given my situation. And the more I talk, the more I discover that this struggle has been evident in every step of my life. I grow more and more comfortable with my family, and it seems to be alleviating tension that I hadn't realized was there before.
Luckily for me, my therapist is strictly a gender therapist and from what I know, has worked with trans men in the past (and plans to introduce me to some in the near future). Along with this, she doesn't seem to doubt me in the least. In fact, on our first session she agreed that this runs extremely deeply in my life and has been present since I was very young – in fact, as young as 3 or 4. Fascinatingly, it seems many of my issues were gender struggles cloaked by something else, and given a false name. I struggled with panic disorder, social phobia, separation anxiety... All as a very young child and seemingly for no reason.
As I began to go through puberty, I began to feel essentially wrong in my body. I translated this wrongness into "fat", as we all grow up in a society (especially as girls) in which weight is the subject of most peoples' complaints. I certainly grew up with people who would complain about weight, and thus I suppose the only way I knew to explain how I felt was through it. That was when I was as young as six. I was as skinny as a stick, and all I could think about was how there was too much on my body – growing breasts as a young person was traumatizing, but I cloaked it in what was dismissed as normal female weight issues. It was, and always has been, dysphoria. When I discovered this, a light clicked on in my brain. Unfortunately, many of my issues were never brought up with a therapist, nor did the ones I saw take any notice of my gender identity. It just goes to show how hidden and deep-seated these issues can be in our lives. It's unfortunate as I can easily see people living with this and not coming to terms with it until many years have gone by.
I don't know where I'm going with all this rambling, but I hope some of you can at least gain something from my pointless rambles... Or perhaps identify these things in yourself?
I have no idea when I will be able to get the green light on hormones, but I know she understands completely that I wish to physically transition and as soon as possible... Really, I don't think either of us have a doubt in mind.
I hope everyone is doing well and that I didn't "type" anyone's "ear" off.