Susan's Place Transgender Resources

I decided to transition when I saw only a dead end with my life. I knew I wasn't going to go any farther because the pain was just too great. I went to the hospital and admitted myself to the psyche ward where I told the psychiatrist on duty that I was a woman and the journey began.

The first person I reached out to was an electrologist.

I reached out to my girl friend and had a long talk with her. Of course I knew she would be supportive before I told her.

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I never reached out to anyone, but someone reached out to me..

It happened like this, I use to love to study wearing a cheerleader skirt and I was caught by my best female friend. She is very open minded person and we had a long chat about what she had seen and she actually asked do I think I am a woman. I asked honestly and said, I really don't know.. she then offered to help me explore this possibly. A week or two later she helped me cross dress fully for the first time (before that I would really only wear one item of female clothing) and the journey started from there... Every time I went to her place i was allowed to dress female (she lived off campus), she helped my go out in public for the first time when I was ready.. I really owe everything to her, she even researched a therapist to help me explore.

She helped me blend in with other women my age, I was 19 when i started this journey.. so learned how to apply makeup, walk in high heel shoes (that is something i actually learned very quickly, she told me I was natural), what women my age wear, how to match outfits and how to sit like a lady.

About two years later, with her support I started hormones and about 3 years after that she was at my bedside when I awoke from SRS.

Without her, I seriously doubt I would have had the courage to transition..

Therapist, and a year later a doctor to get some blood tests before starting HRT.

1. My wife.  2. My next-door neighbour, who I knew worked with LGBT kids.

Nobody. I have always been an independent and self reliant person. I suppose I reached inward rather than out, and pursued the course I deemed beneficial to my well being.

Well my coming out was slightly out of my control (a story for another time).

But after I decided to transition, I picked my name because I never knew anyone named Sarah, and no one in my life was named Sarah.  I thought it was perfect.  Then one month later, a new girl joined my work group.  Her name was Sarah...

Well we did become friends.  Then after borrowing some of her kitchen items for a dinner with some trans friends, I returned them and she asked if i wanted to have a drink. We talked for a bit when she asked if there was something bothering me and I just came out to her.  It was one of the easiest conversations I had and we actually polished off two bottles of wine.

The funniest part of our chat was when I told her my new name, and she replied "You stole my name." Followed quickly with "I am so happy for you."  She became a confidant at work until I transitioned fully there, and we are still friends today even though I have not seen her for almost a decade (thanks FB).

Anyway, that is my story.  :)
-Sarah

I spoke to 7 therapists over 35 years and finally decided to tell the last one the story I had kept buried all my life. Instant relief.

Quote from: DawnOday on January 04, 2017, 10:16:53 AM
I spoke to 7 therapists over 35 years and finally decided to tell the last one the story I had kept buried all my life. Instant relief.

my story is the same, I hid the core problem out of fear of ridicule .

My wonderful sister, then my wife, counselor and after that it was a blur.

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