Quote from: FairyGirl on August 10, 2010, 11:56:39 AM
Curing dysphoria is about letting go of the past and embracing the future.
In formal debate, I believe that is known as the formal fallacy, "cum hoc ergo propter hoc" otherwise known as correlation doesn't imply causation. Maybe with a little non-sequitur thrown in for good measure. While it may be true that one who is dysphoric often has an intense awareness of an in-congruent past. It does not prove a cause one to the other. For me, the dysphoria returned when some coward (not sure who) went to a "close friend" of mine after investigating me at the county clerks office and disclosed my past. When word spread through the group and people who previously exchanged hugs and kisses with me began, at best, extending a hand to shake, I challenge anyone but the deluded to not be struck with dysphoria.
The issues with my family (my past) are quite painful and prominent now, but two years ago, it was "mom who?" When one experiences the sudden rush away from her of all her friends in an instant, she will turn to her support network. That group WAS my support network. Family is always the fall back. Any human being that doesn't have that fall back is forced to ask, "Why don't I have the same fall back as everyone else, I know?" You won't be aware of it till you need it and don't have it.
QuoteLosing relationships is part of life for everyone. I lost friends and family over my transition and so have many others.
Did you lose
all your friends and family? ie your support network? I retained
one solitary individual and have often been content with that because I always knew I could make more. Then you lose
them. Where's that support network again?
QuotePassing means pretending you are something that you are not. I "passed" for years as a man when I wasn't one. This is about becoming the woman you were meant to be, and there are no other options.
I agree. I have my own issues with the words "pass" "stealth" and "transsexual." But, if I understand you correctly, you're implying that you are and always have been a woman? Then, I have to ask you, why is "this about
becoming the woman you were
meant to be?" Weren't you always her?
QuoteThis is <correction> one reason </correction> why the dysphoria doesn't return. If you start looking back, if you still see yourself as something "other", as if you are "passing", or "stealth", as though you were still somehow "transsexual" even after your body is corrected, then yeah, there very likely will be troubles.
With the one tiny exception, I agree.
QuoteFor the permanent record, I am no longer "TS"; I'm simply a woman, nothing more and nothing less. Surgery marked the end of my transition. Being transsexual for me was a temporary condition, not a permanent lifestyle. Being a post-op woman is permanent. You might say, it's a lifelong commitment. Know this in advance.
I'm confused. So now you're saying you
were a transsexual? Huh? Then you
weren't always a woman?
QuoteColleen honey don't worry about dysphoria returning.
Hmm. Ignore the man behind the curtain... pay him no mind... (Paraphrased from the Wizard of Oz) We all know too well how hard it is to be completely honest and objective about the dangers of transitioning. Heck, by the time we've reached srs, we've considered possibly hundreds (or more) potential pitfalls. The ones we shy away from and quickly dismiss are precisely the ones we should be most certain of. It's human nature to avoid difficult to reconcile tasks. But, they're the ones that will always return to bite you. I think it's important, while pre-op, to exactly worry about everything. That's the precise time to do it. Better then than post op. You'll still probably go through transition. I would have even knowing what I do now, but I may have handled a few things a bit differently. Even so, I had a very easy transition.
QuoteFor the great majority it does not.
How do you know this? I'm post op 6 years. This is the first time I've reconnected to anyone in the community in about 5. Where are the tens of thousands who've transitioned and moved on? Have they been polled on the topic? Maybe they're happy as little clams and that's why they're absent. Maybe they recognize the folly of reasoning with those less experienced who "know better." Or, maybe, as in my case, I've been sensing a return of dyphoria for two years and absent during that time. The reason is simple. Transitioning requires a precarious balance of two often conflictual elements; positive energy and objective introspection (being realistic). Neither can be compromised. After srs, the latter more or less falls away and the positive energy pours forth from every cell in your body like an intense light. It's a truly remarkable experience that I hope last you the rest of your life. In any case, it has taken me two years to work up the courage to admit to myself, let alone a stranger, that the one post op key element, positive energy, is lost for reasons too complex for anyone to comprehend who hasn't experienced them. I haven't lost hope in getting it back... not yet.
My reasons for returning to the community are two fold. One, I remember some nasty old "queen bees" who were less than compassionate and eloquent in their sharing of their experiences when I was pre-op. I wanted to give it a go in a kinder, gentler manner.

I'm sorry if I'm being unsuccessful. Two, while we may perceive an end to transition, as a part of the human race, we never cease to grow. My recent loss of "positive energy" is not without due cause. I came here hoping to find some clues as to how this might be achieved.
QuoteI am quite thankful and happy to live the rest of my life as who I am without regrets and without looking back. Look at the many women here who are 10, 20, 30 years post op and who love the lives they have built.
The vastly greater part of the iceberg is submerged... under water. Any perceived trouble I'm experiencing now is a pot hole in the road. To equate that pot hole with the road ending here is a fallacy without measure... a non-sequitur. Not sure if that's what you're implying, but it kind of sounds like it. I have no regrets that I transitioned. Yet, had I not transitioned, I wouldn't have lost my family. A lot of people have trouble understanding that.
Think of it like this... If only Martin Luther King hadn't gotten involved in the human rights movement.... if only Harvey Milk hadn't ran for public office.... Both might be alive today. If either man got a mulligan, a do-over, I imagine both would be compelled to do exactly what they did the first time... because that is simply what was in their hearts. But, I bet both might have hired better security!

QuoteSurgery is not a cure all for other problems, or the issues that should have been well considered beforehand. Those problems will still be there. Surgery won't make you into a woman if you're not one already, and you'd better be sure because there is no "undo". But If you have realistic expectations then your chances are very, very great that you will be pleased beyond what you ever thought possible.
Hmm... I won't respond directly. I more or less agree with the sentiment, but there are some words and how they're used that just don't sit right with me. I'll just say this... Out of the hundred or so girls I met in person who went on to srs, there's only one other girl who analyzed and anticipated more than I did. We're both kind of perfectionists and anal in that regard. The most profound thing I learned after srs was this. There are things you will experience, emotions you will feel, that you have never experienced or felt before. Most of us sense that part long before srs. But, there are tons more, not anticipated, incomprehensible until after transition. They didn't appear in any books I'd read. I'd heard none of the girls I met speak of them. I didn't see them mentioned anywhere. Even now, for me, it's nearly impossible to describe. No wonder I'd never heard of it before.
Think of the world as a single entity rather than a collective of 6+ billion people. Think of that entity as driving an ice cream truck and it drives around giving everyone an ice cream cone and various points in their life. Now, that ice cream entity always gives boys vanilla ice cream because they like it best. It gives girls chocolate ice cream (because we all know how much we girls like chocolate). The ice cream entity never varies from this. For those of us born as boys, all we've ever eaten is vanilla. Some of us might think it's great! Some of us might think, eh... it's okay... I'll eat it if that's my only option. And, some of us go, YECH! How can anyone eat this nasty concoction. For mtf's, one day it occurs to them, some when they're young, some when they're older, if I become a girl, I could try
their ice cream flavor. I find the color is certainly more appealing. Without being able to test taste the chocolate, they must make certain they're going to like it before they do the irreversible switch to being a girl. Fortunately, almost all of them do like it after becoming girls! It's the absolute best thing they've ever tasted. Then it hits them... after all the analyzing they did before hand... still, there's no way they could have known how their taste buds would react to chocolate ice cream. Wowwwwww. "Aren't I fortunate," they think in astonishment.
I know the story is a bit cheezy, but that's about the best metaphor I can concoct to describe that one sensation... the most profound experience I had post op.
I'd fallen in love with several women in my life when the world perceived me as male. I was convinced I couldn't love a man and even volunteered at a gay community center for a couple months early in my transition, full time, just to "see" if I might be gay instead of transsexual. I mean, I'd been in denial about my gender in spite of obvious facts. Why not about my sexuality? It did nothing for my dysphoria... or my sexual desire.
One day, post op... it hit me... hard. A man I'd met post op and I started playing racquetball at the gym. Four months later... I contracted "the love bug" and couldn't get him out of my mind. Turned out, he felt the same about me. Falling in love with him was like I'd never experienced falling in love before in my life... in spite of thinking I had, with women, numerous times. The point is... even if you discover you aren't hetero after srs, there will still be feelings that you've never felt that will bowl you over. Whether those feelings feel "icky" or like "home" will once and for all tell you if you're.... eating the right ice cream. Honestly, YMMV. This was my experience.
QuoteFor those of us for whom this surgery is right there is no feeling like it in the world, and I rejoice every single day from the happiness and peace that I have from finally being complete. I spent enough of my life miserable over gender;
Can't be stated any clearer that that.
Quote...that time is over and my life has just begun.
I would have said the exact same thing two years ago... four years post op and every thing was great. My troubles were "ordinary"... boring actually. My life had become mundane. And that feeling was almost as good as the earlier honeymoon period shortly following srs.
All I'm saying is that it CAN come back. It doesn't have to. Never take that feeling for granted. Most importantly take especially good care of your support network. We all need one to get through life, whether trans or not. It's just that those of us who transition are commonly shunned when our pasts are discovered. If your fallback support network is comprised of individuals unaware of your history, it can all crumble in an instant. Take care to keep your family and friends if at all possible. My humble advice is to go the extra
ten miles to keep them... In the modern age of facebook, twitter and intellius... none of us are immune to having our past investigated and rubbed in our face. You'll be glad you have that mother or father there to help you pick up the pieces.