Quote from: riven1 on July 25, 2013, 09:22:39 PM
I forgot about this thread, so i'll post an update.
I did ask her about what she said and what she said was that looking forward it was a possibility that i "may" get to the point of suicide if I don't address the situation - she did not say that i "would" get to that point. Fair enough - I asked a direct question and she gave a direct answer. I was so wigged out by things that she had told me earlier in the conversation that I clearly missed the "may" part. I was overwhelmed.
She is convinced that i'm a transsexual after reviewing everything, and i have to admit that she's probably correct. I have been turning this over and over in my mind for the past two weeks and it's clear to me that i'm in major denial right now. Hey, maybe if i keep denying it it will go away, right? LOL.... My next appointment on Saturday is going to be interesting because i'm going in with an open mind this time.
I have no idea of where i'm going from this point, but i'd guess that i'll be spending a lot more time here with you fine girls and guys.
~Eva
We all do that at some point. The "I'll wake up and be 'normal' wish is pretty strong.
If I can say one thing from my journey is that I also denied stuff for a very long time. I also could only see the impossibility of my situation when the transition word was ever brought up. The sheer horror and fear that I may 'have' to present as a female person in the daily world was too much.
It was impossible.
Funny once I accepted that I was me and that me, Cindy, was my core identity it all fell into place. I was on a train track that I just had to follow. It was as if when I accepted that I am Cindy, then no one else's opinion was relevant anymore.
I had to be me, and the barriers and fears just dissipated. I no longer cared what others thought.
I was reminded of it today. I was at a forward planning meeting for the company I work for. It was a high powered meeting CEO, deputy etc were there. I had to present to them..
I wore a dress that was midthigh and knee-high boots with about 2 inch heels. I looked hot (I thought) but professional as well.
I have a male voice and everyone in the room knows I used to present as a guy.
There were no s->-bleeped-<-s, there were no laughs, there were no ignoring or looking down at me.
At coffee and at lunch people sought me out to talk to me with respect and interest in my opinion.
I reflected that I thought just 12 months ago that this scenario was impossible. I also realised that I'm given more respect from my colleagues than 'he' was ever given.
I am not trivialising this journey; it is tough and it takes its toll.
But it can be done.
One thing that has helped me enormously are my sisters and brothers here. We are a family, and we are family for you in your journey.
Hugs and have a safe trip

Oh, and do remember to 'smell the flowers' along the way

Cindy