Hello!
My thoughts at this point are rather jumbled... just having graduated college, working 3 jobs, and having a plethora of other career related "extra-curriculars" doesn't help either. I have successfully transitioned from female to male, and it is not a move I regret in my life. I love looking male entirely.. except for that everybody sees me as male (weird right?). I still have a future phalloplasty on my to-do list that I don't plan to disregard, but I still internally seem to identify somewhere in between a lesbian and a straight man. That being said I definitely don't (and never have) identified as a butch lesbian. I still feel camaraderie with lesbians like "hey me too." If anything... sometimes I think I would have chosen to have both top and bottom surgery and skip hormones? But I really love my beard, and the extra muscle. It seems to me a double edged sword... and this all could just end up being confused rambling... and oftentimes I don't mind being male... If I have to be just one or the other. And at the same time I have no desire for female clothing or doing drag. Maybe I miss androgyny.
I don't know if its the vast respect that I have for women, and my comparative lack of respect for men? Somehow though... I find it troublesome to be seen as strictly male. Couldn't I become male and still keep my hardcore queer lesbian vibe? too late... its gone. I feel like I want to have my female roots recognized. Or maybe somehow I want the benefits of both genders at once...
Maybe I'm just supposed to stay an out transman. Have people know my roots. I never tried to be stealth, but life's circumstances have sort of brought it my way for the moment. Whatever it is... I'm just feeling a bit off about male-ness as a whole. Though certainly I find it MUCH more physically comfortable then I found female-ness. Mentally I feel sort of a mess (in whatever brief moments I have in the day to contemplate such things...) Feminism guilt? I was never really a feminist of any sort until after transition...
anywho... a lot of this is the rambling of someone coming off a 12 hour work day and about to head to bed for another 12 hour work day, and I apologize for that...
Any thoughts, comments, personal stories, or advice, however, is certainly welcomed.