I was born the child of practicing Catholic parents and spent 12 years attending Catholic schools. Nearly every night when I went to bed and whenever at church I would pray to God to fix me, let me wake up the next day as the girl I was supposed to be. Of course every morning I was sorely disappointed.
Now, at age 52, I am 11 months into my transition and on HRT for 5 months. I feel better about myself than I ever have. I have been married for over 28 years to an understanding wife, we have 2 adult children who are amazingly supportive of me and my transition. I am an airline pilot, a captain flying for one of the largest airlines in the world. I have my childhood dream job.
Still I would always wonder about my dysphoria, sometimes saying aloud, "Why me?" "Why did this have to happen to me?"
Recently one night as I lying in bed I again asked God for, this time to help me through my transition. Again I felt I was wasting my time but I still asked aloud.
It struck me hard the next day when I realized that maybe where I am right now, who I am now, and what I am doing now was God's plan all along. Except for the gender thing I have had a pretty good life and now I am correcting that final flaw. I was a child of the 60's and 70's and coming out as trans or trying to transition then would probably have sabotaged all that I have now. Who knows what my life would have become. Perhaps I would still have success and a family, but perhaps not.
I used to think that I have lost so much of my life by not being who I was supposed to be all along. Now I think that perhaps this it is just my time now and I am finally looking forward to my future rather than dreading it as I have for nearly half a century.