Thanks for the replies, they helped point out things I don't think about. Yeah, it is easier now. Maybe it won't be too bad. Yeah, I think it's like that about the religion. I'll try to keep it all in mind.
Good idea, I'll let it stew for awhile first. They might be forced into some compassion because they raised me, and I think that can only help.
I just can't muster up the courage to do it. When I posted that, I was really depressed and emotional. Fighting back tears the whole day, I felt horrible. But now that I'm in a better mood, I don't feel so desperate. But the problem isn't getting any better.
I think I'll start looking for a job, then come out to my father. We'll work out how to break it to mom, and then therapy can possibly start. Meh, a little worried about social issues if I do really end up transitioning though. Will I get beat up or somesuch? I guess there's only one way to find out.
Hmm, how will I explain my knowledge of all this and male anatomy? Supposedly I don't know anything. Maybe anatomy books, that might work. How will I muster up the courage? I guess I just will. Meh, just stream of consciousness, don't pay attention.
Anybody know of any therapists in my area? Or have a list of therapists? (Preferably trans-friendly) I really don't want to name my city or surrounding cities on the internet.
Post Merge: February 06, 2010, 12:02:48 AM
Meh, I could start a new thread but that would be a waste of space. Warning- copious amounts of angst below.
I just can't go on living like this, dysphoria's finally hitting me hard. No matter which way I go about it, the fact is that it's just really painful to me to live like this. About a year ago, it started to bother me. I tried to figure out what was wrong, and after some research I figured I was a transsexual. I joined this site, figuring I would lurk around and talk to some people (there are some really smart people here) and eventually, sort my feelings out.
I wasn't sure what I wanted to do, I thought maybe I was just being ridiculous. I mean, hey, I'm not masculine. Never was. Didn't have a problem with my sex, learned to ignore the "phantom penis" (I was quite confused at first.) I figured that I would never become to feminine, I'd just be me. But I can't anymore, I'm changing into something different and every day I am reminded of it. All the time, it's just unavoidable. It's everywhere.
It's horrible now. I feel like crying all the time, and I'm such a weakling but I can't help it. There's no way to escape what's going on, it just won't stop. And I have to watch it, every day. It feels so wrong. I have to hold back the tears and depression all the time, try to think about other things. If I'm not focused, I'll just notice myself and how screwed up I am and the depression will just come back. I have to hide it from everybody and I'm crying most every night.
Today, I was with my boyfriend. I was fine until I had an "attack" of sorts. It's just, everything I do reminds me and I can't stop it. I was holding back the tears, trying to cover it up. But he noticed I was down. And that only made him sad (being the caring guy he is), which in turn depresses me more but I just can't tell him what's wrong. Even if I do, what difference does it make? He can't stop it, I can't, it'll just be a burden to him too. I'm starting to hate everything about myself, it's mutating and I just have to watch it. It's like watching yourself be wounded. It just makes me feel sick and sad. I hate it.
Another stressor- I'm finding myself attracted to women and feeling a little guilty about it. I mean, poor guy but I just can't stand to leave him. Male bodies just don't do it for me. I fantasize about women, and I'm finding myself attracted to them (unrequited lust- what fun) but I'm too attached to him to just up and leave. If I admit it I'll have to admit to being gay, and I'm not a lesbian. I'm a straight guy (alright, well, not completely straight. I'm with a guy but the point is that I'm not a lesbian.) I don't want to date lesbians, 'cause that'll just be the same problem again but with less company. I don't find people who think like me and quite frankly, I'm attracted to women's bodies and not their minds. The girls I like are straight and well, how am I going to get them to see me as male?
I've decided I'll come out to my father tomorrow. Or, rather today since it's 1:00 AM here. I just can't take it anymore. If I regret it, too bad but at least I'll have given it a shot. At least I can know that I tried. I just worry that my parents won't believe me because of my lack of masculinity. I didn't think I was a boy before and I didn't act like one either. My mom had a lot of barbies because she always wanted barbies when she was a kid and she gave them to me. So I played with them. It just decreases my credibility, but maybe I can get them to try to understand. I'll probably end up shedding a lot of tears, and hey, with my parents that'll only add to my credibility.
Post Merge: February 06, 2010, 01:16:24 AM
Actually, since I doubt this will be read I shall add a bit more angst. The only ways for me to be comfortable with myself are:
a. convince myself that I'm masculine enough to be male
b. outright deny it
c. convince myself that someday I can get out of this nightmare and really just be comfortable with myself
d. not thinking about it, avoidance, but it can't be done if I'm doing anything physical.
The only way I can not think about it is if I'm doing something almost completely mental. Like reading, drawing, pondering the meaning of life, video games.