A general update:
1. I did it, guys. I made my coming out video and posted it to my Facebook. It went over really well. Over 80 "likes" and 60 or so comments. All of them happy, supportive, loving. Except for the one from my Mother. I had talked to her a few days before and she took it well. Then she did a bit of a backslide as it really hit her. I didn't tell my Dad yet, and so she is a bit pissed that I left her with a huge secret. (This is the short version of the long story.) Mom unfriended me on Facebook. Said "don't contact us. We'll call you." Okay. That has to be okay. I keep telling myself to be patient and that they will calm down and come around and it will be okay. I hope.
2. In the meantime, I have made a discovery about dysphoria. I'm sure others have noticed this, but I didn't expect it. Once I finally admitted to myself how much I hate my chest, I became severely agitated everytime I noticed it. In a way, acknowledging the dysphoria actually made it worse. So I got a binder and it sucked, so I got a TriTop. I wore it most of the day Friday (passed in a funny awkward way, see that post if you like), wore it out to the movies Saturday with a shirt/tie/sweater vest combo. May have passed, got dirty looks when I went into the women's room out of habit at the end of the movie, wore it all day Sunday. Then I had to wash it and go to work at Starbucks today. I only bought one and I don't want it to stink like coffee, so I didn't wear it to work. Holy crap, I couldn't stand not having it on. I could see my breasts, I could feel them moving. Having them and not having them pinned down is now somehow unbearable. Somehow, acknowledging and dealing with dysphoria MADE IT WORSE. Fascinating.
3. I made another appointment to see someone about getting on T. I went to the first appointment (of 3) about 3 months ago. The doctor I saw was horrible, so I went home, shaved my legs and tried to forget this whole thing. Dream on. Its only getting worse and I have to move forward. So I tried to make the second appointment, but it turns out that since I waited so long since my blood test, and since I am changing doctors, I need to do the first appointment again. But the good news is that I got in this week. So Yay. Here we go...
Thanks for reading my update. I would love to hear about other people's experiences as far as any of this goes, or what your story is like.
How did you go about dealing with your family? How did they react? Did you get any backsliding?
How did your dysphoria act? Did it get better, or worse with time?
What was it like for you getting on hormones, or moving forward in your process? I am really fascinated by the differences and also the similarities in people's experiences.
Thanks again.
-Bear