Quote from: ashrock on November 24, 2013, 02:00:31 PM
Well, I will say this: It is comforting to not be alone in this. It might not sound like it but that is sooooo where I am at the moment. I just think its a little odd that this is called a 'crossroads' but the only option I ever really hear anyone take seriously is to transition, and my therapist is included among those that I feel to be slightly over-encouraging. Maybe this is a bit more of a struggle for me than others, but it feels like most other people willing to talk about it are transitioning, or at least preparing too. Im not questioning who I am inside, I am transgendered, but that doesnt really tell me where to go from here...
I chalk it up to my mystery solving engineer nature. I can solve about any problem once I know what it is and what the output should be. All while having to juggle perhaps dozens of oft times conflicting requirements. It is something that comes easy to me. Unfortunately not FOR me.
I have a career that I love. Like I get paid $$$ to have fun. I have a wife that is my biggest ally, who wants me to be happy. I lead a life that has had had some great adventures and remarkable achievements for some second generation blue collar kid from Bayonne. Always doing what I felt was expected and required to appear "normal".
That stands in stark contrast to finally living. Feeling Joy. Finally feeling happy in my own skin. Being me. the real and complete me. I got to run along the shore of the river Jordan. I saw that I can be seen as and accepted as the woman I always felt I should be. I've even been shown that I can cross over.
Fear stands between me and the other shore more than anything else. Fear of the unknowns. Fear of the potential losses. Fear that the risk to gain perhaps the final 1/3 of myself back comes at too great of a cost.
I feel rudderless. Adrift in a sea of possibilities. Not that it matters since I don't have a course to even plot out, much less sail by. I am able to play out the mental chess games where I win, as well as those I loose horribly. Is moving forward worth the cost? Hard to decide when the cost can be nothing to perhaps everything else that is important to myself and my identity.
So for now I am treading water. I have the benefit of a great support group, a wife who is my #1 ally, and memories of my recent experience living part-time in the real world as the real me, back in a former dream job, back where I have access to a gender therapist, to help me survive. I also have plenty of responsibilities and obligations I need to fulfill in the near term. Which is fine. I suspect at the rate I have been growing as a person, the lessons about myself I am learning, waiting out another year or two before tossing that T-bomb out into the world is a good thing. That is assuming I decide I do need to transition to full-time, not just would like to.