err!!!! a good verbal pasting and slap from my gf !!!! that's what brings me back to the real world.
I think when I exhaust all of the false leads, I finally do the sensible.
Prayer and thinking about all of the wonderful things in my life - like my fiance and my family. It makes me remember that everything else pales in importance and that they are the only path that matters. They ground me, humble me, lift me up, and love me - that is all that matters in life and it doesn't get more real than that for me.
Good question!
There isn't really a direction. You are where you are.
A couple of good old White Russians. Works every time!
Transition-wise, when I feel down as if death is the better option for me, the things that bring me back to reality are the past experiences of other transgendered people who have transitioned and I figured if they can do it then I can too.
Firstly my mom I know that in anything, any problem I can go to her she has always been an anchor in my life, then my friends, they are always kind and loving. Lastly, I wish to change something somehow, however that may be.
Well life's always felt like orienteering in a misty wood with a soggy map and a compass that doesn't work.
I learned to not mind being lost most of the time? You still know what feels good and what feels bad... that's a fair enough compass.
Reality drags me back to it. It's like gravity, you can jump and break it's hold for a second. But if you don't expect to land you will always come crashing down when you least expect it.
A long long brisk walk in the nature, like a park. Cycling there too.