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What held up your self-acceptance?

Started by JulyaOrina, June 03, 2011, 09:36:40 PM

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JulyaOrina

There were a lot of sociological reasons that helped, but primarily what kept me from acknowledging my whole self; was, "Silence of the Lambs"  The way that movie depicted transgender's made me not want to be associated with that...  It really set me back.  I think that I would have come out much earlier had I not seen that movie when I was about nine...  It's a love/hate relationship though...

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cynthialee

Religous fear at first.
Then the belief that I somehow owed being a man to my family and friends.
Fear of rejection weighs in heavy on this also.
So it is said that if you know your enemies and know yourself, you can win a hundred battles without a single loss.
If you only know yourself, but not your opponent, you may win or may lose.
If you know neither yourself nor your enemy, you will always endanger yourself.
Sun Tsu 'The art of War'
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Muffins

Yeah at first it was lack of knowledge that it was even possible to do anything about it. I mean why say anything if nothing will change? I wasn't internet savvy until after school and even then it took awhile to realise it really was a possibility. Then I had to dwell on that and figure out what to do. My so called friends at the time thought I was gay and would direct gay jokes in my direction, even though I didn't come across like that other than not being blokey and being the one that would do the cleaning and complain when anyone didn't wash up etc. Everyone I lived with were gross slobs and it just highlighted how different I was, not to say all girls are clean freaks per se. >_<
I wanted to be in a position where I could actually do something about it financially and to be independent enough to get by on my own. That took 2-3 years and then the frustration of trying to build the confidence.. I instead thought well I should just end it and not have to stress over it any more... and one day when I was really upset my partner who I was living with at the time talked to me and she knew what I was going through and didn't like it and wanted to move home so that was the final straw in my decision. I was so upset that I broke down and told her what I was going to do ( as in end it all) and she called my mum. I don't really remember driving to my mums but I told her everything through tears and I felt better for doing so. She accepted me, then the following weeks she took a step back to digest but then was ok with everything once the dust settled.
I guess I worried too much what other people thought and worried everyone would abandon me, I lost most of my "friends" and a few family members but it wasn't as bad as I first thought it would be. In a way it was a fresh start... leaving the crap behind and in a way starting over was liberating. In hindsight I wasn't living life not being true to myself, so much better now!!
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Nero

Lack of knowledge. I simply had no idea. I had heard about guys like Brandon Teena who lived as male without medical intervention, but I could not pass this way. I had absolutely no knowledge about HRT or that my appearance could ever change. I did the best I could, dressing like a guy and using a male name but my appearance was such that I could never hope to live as a man. It wasn't until I was struggling to get clean that I finally messed around the internet enough to discover that there was treatment available at age 27. I can't really say what I would have done if I had known earlier. Would I have transitioned at 17 if I had known that was an option? I don't know.
But I took steps to transition the second I knew it was an option, so I can only say with any certainty that what held back my self-acceptance was lack of knowledge. And to some extent health issues, as it was some time before I was well enough to start HRT and surgery.
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Arch

Ever since I was a kid, I've wondered about my sanity...I mean, when I was really little, preteen, I mostly had this vague unease and a fascination with movies set in mental hospitals, and I knew not to tell anyone about my inner boy life.

At 26, I found my first book about FTM transsexuals. The author claimed to have all of this experience with people like me...and he basically considered us pathological. Mentally ill. In need of therapy.

So I was afraid I was crazy.

Years later, I read that you couldn't transition if you'd been molested (I had). I read that you couldn't transition if you didn't want a penis (I wanted one, but the surgical results looked terrible). I figured I could work around those, but I couldn't hide the fact that I was gay-identified. I had read that there was no such thing as a gay trans man.

I kept wondering why not. Why couldn't there be gay trans men? This just made me think I was even more of a freak.

Once I found out that there were other gay guys like me, I still had obstacles. I was afraid of the unknown and afraid of being a freak and afraid that I would lose my partner. Mostly the last one, in the end. If he'd been supportive, I probably would have transitioned ten years earlier.

I actually still struggle with self-acceptance. My partner broke up with me, and that rejection still hurts. My brother seems hostile, and I'm not sure why. I still haven't come out to my father, and I can't decide whether I should. Being rejected by him would just about kill me. I hate my bottom parts and I know that most gay men would hate them as much as I do. I worry that people will find out about me, and I'm not confident enough yet to stop worrying about that. I frequently still wonder if I really am mentally ill, and I often think of myself as a freak. Some days, because of these factors and others, I still go through the "I don't want to be trans!" cycle.

But I'm getting better.
"The hammer is my penis." --Captain Hammer

"When all you have is a hammer . . ." --Anonymous carpenter
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spacial

When I was still a child, what held me back were my family's dynamics. My older sister especially, but also my older brother, were making serious play for supremacy and any individuality would have caused open warfare in the family unit as a whole. My sister would have seen it as some sort of attempt to be her equal.

As I got older, I lacked the confidence to meet others. The only regular contacts I had were from my family. These were, in retrospect especially, incredably damaging, demeaning and completely unfulfilling, they were all I had at the time.

I made one brief attempt to change, at 18. But sadly, while it was very successful in the short term, my self confidence meant that I was unable to maintain a relationship. When it ended, as it had to, I had nothing to go back to. I did try to establish more relationships but being the type of person I was at the time, became entangled with psychopaths who saw me as a joke which they could abuse at will.

If I had been able, I believe that I would have be completely successful, had I had some social contacts. But even now, the statement, I needed a friend, just sounds so pathetic. It is really sad when such a basic human need, for friends, the ability to make freinds, is treated as pathetic.
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Sly

Lack of knowledge, for one.  I was aware that transsexuals existed, but knew so little about them, and saw that the reaction most people had to them was one of disgust and confusion.

Lack of understanding, thinking that I had to be a girl because of my personality and some of the things I like being "feminine," and not being able to reconcile that with my feelings of wanting to be male.  Eventually I started to understand and accept that there are feminine cis men and masculine cis women, and if they can exist then there's nothing wrong with being a feminine trans man.

annette

It's a matter of fact I didn't know much about transsexuality, in that time there was no internet.
There was just some little information in magazines, but very little.
I didn't had selfacceptance as a boy, it was just something it didn't belong to me. I wasn't happy.
The day I find out what was the matter with me and I decided to do something about it, I had selfacceptance.
That was a good thing coz people around me didn't accept me anymore for being TG.

I didn't care to much about it, for the first time I had selfacceptance and dignity.
Nobody should take that away, no way.

Life has only became better since than.
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xxUltraModLadyxx

it was mostly just the idea that i would be associated as a sex offender, someone who has no class or moral character, someone who is a bad example of a human being. eventually, i started seeing that it was not transsexuals who were the enemy, but the victims rather. i got to start seeing there was nothing wrong with my femininity, and then it turned into just identifying as female. it's all about this good/bad thinking that society pressures, which made me feel pretty lost and depressed. i withdrew myself in that period.
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Lee

I'm agreeing with lack of knowledge at first.  I knew that transgendered people existed, but my impression was that there were some gay men who grew up insisting they were women and became crossdressers.  I didn't see that as a negative or anything, but it didn't fit me in any way.  I didn't know that anyone could live full time or that hormones and legal transition were possible.

Currently I'm more accepting of myself, but a number of fears are holding me from coming out to the people around me.  I have a wonderful life, and I'm afraid of losing it.
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Anika_Rose

What kept me from accepting myself as female was mainly the values that my family expected me live up to.

My parents are very traditional and closed minded individuals and due to that, I was/am very afraid of what they would think of/ do to me if they ever found out.

Other factors are the reactions that other people had when I attempted to behave as I would like to be able to, and the rejection by others wich I would very much like to develop personal relationships with.
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Mika

TW: brief mention of suicide, depression

I grew up in a fundamentalist Christian home, and questioning gender and sexuality was strictly taboo. I thought I was a sinner and a pervert, and I hated myself for it. I tried to change who I was when I was in junior high and early high school, but all it did was lead me into depression and suicide attempts. I also didn't know what being transgender meant: I was aware of transwomen, but only in the context of Christian condemnation, invalidation and cultural stigma. I didn't even know transmen existed until this year...that may sound strange, but I was indoctrinated since I was born: home schooled until 5th grade, then attended Christian private schools, forced to attend my father's church multiple times a week, bombarded with my father's theology lectures around the house, library materials censored, and my internet usage was censored and monitored. Not to say I didn't learn from any outside perspectives when I got older, I did, but I had to be stealthy.

So I guess ignorance and self-hatred got in my way the most. Once I denounced Christianity, I started to accept myself slowly but surely. Learning about trans issues, identities and physical transition REALLY helped me out, too.


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LanaJohn

I grew up in the mid-west, the bible belt, a little under priveleged, and lived out in the sticks so to speak. I graduated from a very small High School and even by college the first time around, in the 90's, I still hadn't heard of transgender only gay and it was starting to cause me to question that. (My male alter ego, my genetics, is not. However I believe I am bi as Lana)
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Ellieka

For me, fear. Fear that everyone wold know and that I would loose everything.

In the end I realized that when the pain and fear of staying the same becomes greater then pain and fear of change, change will happen.
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JulyaOrina

Quote from: The Original Cami on June 08, 2011, 11:51:31 AM
In the end I realized that when the pain and fear of staying the same becomes greater then pain and fear of change, change will happen.

Nicely put.
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Lady_J

1.  Fear of losing my family.

2.  Fear that it was against my religion.

3.  Fear of losing my job and not finding another.

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Rosa

I think that one of the main issues for me in my early life was that I had such a bad and incorrect view of women, mainly due to my mother's craziness and fundamentalist church teaching.  Fear of going to Hell was probably next in line.  Lack of knowledge and an abusive father did not help.
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Sephirah

Fear of being wrong, followed by fear of being right.
Natura nihil frustra facit.

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AmySmiles

Definitely fear.  Fear of losing my job, my family, and some close friends.  Fear of not passing.  Fear that I am deluding myself and suicide will still be in my future in spite of everything.

Full-time is a little over 3 weeks away and I am still dealing with my fears in some respects.  It certainly doesn't help that certain individuals (my parents) are doing their best to thwart my every move by going behind my back and trying to turn relatives against me.
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Janet_Girl

20 plus years ago, pure homophobia of my father's part.  In the intervening years, fear for others and their reaction.  Then it was the lose of home, hearth and family.

Now I am me and getting happier every day.
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