I introduced myself a while ago, but have not been very good at sharing my experiences with you. I tend to bury my thoughts in a journal which does me a lot of good, but doesn't allow me to share with others.
So I am in my 50's and never knew I was transgender until last December. Since then I went through a period of denial. Then in March accepted that I am indeed transgender. In fact, looking back at my life, I wonder how I could not know I was transgender. But I am trying to move forward, not look back at lost years...
A couple weeks ago I started experiencing moments of pure joy when I would accept myself as a girl inside. Sometimes I would be doing typical guy labor like cutting/hauling firewood, and instead of feeling bad for myself, I might say, "but I am really a girl,' and just feel this glow inside and I couldn't help but smile. I can't say that I have smiled very often in the last few years, and I'd really forgotten what it was like to feel joy. And I should say that the first few times this happened I was surprised. Its not something I saw as a part of the trangender process. It doesn't make all the dysphoria and anxiety and fear of the future worth it. But at the least it gives me hope that I can be happy. It also helps remove any lingering doubts about whether I am really transgender.
So I am learning to think of myself as a girl. Sometime I find this easy. Other times I find myself fighting the idea - my male pride getting in my way?
Over the last few days the dysporia has risen to a higher level. I have been obsessed with the whole idea of being trans ever since I realized I had joined the club. But somehow now the drive to be female and to be feminine is taking over my life. I find myself wanting to shop for my girl self every day. At work, instead of concentrating on what i should be doing I find myself online looking at clothes, or looking at fashion blogs or other girly sites I never would have given notice to a few months ago. And if I do get focused, some young student walks by and triggers a whole new round of dysphoria. Sometimes its hell working at a university where there are all these young girls around acting like girls do - and I feel this mixture of jealousy and anger b/c I missed being a young lady.
For the last week I have slipped into a skirt while getting breakfast. My wife sleeps in and so I have been able to use this as my cross correctly dressed time. It is something I found makes a good start to the day. This morning I noticed that as I was removing my femme clothes a feeling of wrongness - a feeling that I should be able to stay dressed as the girl that I am. Just one more time when the she part has asserted herself. Of course I had to disappoint her - and probably will pay for it.
I don't know where this rant is headed. I guess I just need to vent some. Probably nothing I say here is new to many of you. But this time its me and I selfishly think its more important...
Maybe this is what I need to say. Several times I have been thinking about things and I find myself thinking, ' Well after you have transitioned....'. And I always stop the thought there, startled by the T -word. Transition is not a thing that I am ready to consider yet. Not in any serious way. But it appears that in some subconscious way I have already decided to transition. And that scares me. Because for the last few months its all been about what my subconscious wants and when I try to oppose her I become a depressed mess of a person.
So I feel myself driven towards transition and without any choice in the matter. On the one hand I feel I am beginning to do things too quickly (the male part of me), but on the other hand she just wants to be herself and wants me to stop dragging my feet. And I am beginning to realize there is no solution but to move forward.
And there is no good placed to stop this post. I have ranted enuf. I will stop. Now.