First of all, can you put in your own words, what being a transgender is for you? is it like the famous saying that I mentioned earlier? or completely different?
Not so much at first. For most of my life, the thoughts were all under the surface. I felt a general apathy and dissatisfaction with my life. I could get enjoyment out of small things, like games or friends, but in general I couldn't see wanting to do anything. I didn't care about my body, my career, or even living. I had no drive, and I had no idea why.
After coming out to myself, and realizing what was going on, life took a turn. It made certain things better. For one, the apathy is gone. I now have something to care about, something to drive me forward, I have a self and I need to let her out. It's allowed me to be more social, to take better care of myself, and expand my career prospects. It hasn't been cost free, mind, I'm now dealing with a lot of the conscious effects of dysphoria. I can't look at myself in a mirror, because I just see the boy there, I have to shave constantly to deal with any stray stubble, and it's killed my sex drive. The thought of... it... is enough to whet the heartiest of appetites. There's also envy. I see women in my life, and I want to be them. Their voices, their hair, their clothes and mannerisms... they have what I need, and they don't realize it. Net improvement, but until I get my body right with my mind, I'm never going to feel like a whole person.
That's how it feels for me.
Before you came out (I hope I'm using the right terminology), how was like to act all day like you are someone else? how "acute" are those feelings? I mean, when being a woman, physically (just for ex. I am talking about man as well) what bothered you on your daily routine? were there things that you didn't like to do like the other girls? things that you would rather doing (that usually boys do). Or maybe the day to day life was ok, but you just didn't feel happy or satisfied with yourself? Maybe both?
Largely, I'm still not out. When I'm around the people that know (or that wouldn't care if they did), I'm the most comfortable. I can let my guard down a bit, and act in a way that comes naturally. When I'm among the people who still think I'm a boy, I deal with a lot of inner pain. I have to lie, to watch my mannerisms, and swallow the minor cuts of being called "sir" or "Tom (No offense to you, just my birth name)" or "man". Sometimes I want to out myself, even if it isn't wise, just so that I don't have to pretend anymore. I do small things, secret things, to help myself get through. I've sworn off men's underwear, and I will sometimes wear hose under my pants. I think my girliest thoughts at the times when the world sees me at my most masculine. It helps if I can lose myself in something, a work task or a movie, but when I'm just there with my thoughts? Not fun.
As for things I don't like about being a man... everything? I don't like how men relate to each other. It's all so much masculine posturing and dominance. Everything is about appearing bigger, badder, and less feminine than the other guy. From the way you drive in the morning, to the way you walk down the hall, to how you go to the bathroom. It's an exhausting nightmare for someone that wants to be warm, soft, empathetic, to hug and hold, to wear beautiful clothing, and to craft her hair to perfection. Maybe for people who are the male gender it's easier, maybe it's exhilarating instead of soul draining, but for me it was hell. I'm over it, forever.
As for what I'd rather be doing than male stuff... take your pick. I was with my parents this weekend, who don't know, and we were purse shopping for my sister. I wanted to take off on my own, get a cute purse, but I couldn't. I want to get my nails done, to go see what a spa is about, to grow my hair out, I want to be called Tamika and daughter by my parents. I also want to play Smash Brothers and crush my friend, who has been on a streak... I want to go to the movies, I want the women in my life to take me shopping, help me pick out colors and sizes, I want to lose weight and get healthy. I want to be me.
Have you ever thought about committing suicide? If so, what was the trigger for you?
What made you change your mind? (not to commit suicide); was it a "monumental event"=life changing experience, or just a simple moment, simple realization... which is, in a way, as life changing as a big event.
Before my realization? Yes. All the time. Suicidal thoughts were my constant companion for years. I'll never know how close I was, but there were times where death was all I wanted. My life was wrong, broken in some ill-defined and invisible way, and I wanted out. It wasn't an event, it was just the daily degradation of being alienated from myself.
Now, my body is wrong, but my mind is finally right with itself. The denial part is over, and I'm too busy prepping the way for Tamika to think about killing myself. I want to live, because I want that day, when I look in the mirror and see myself as I should have been, to come. I don't know how my mind will be in the future, especially if my transition plans run into trouble, but right now suicide has never been further than my thoughts.
Good luck on your movie, dear. I hope it changes things for the better. Thinking of what my sisters and brothers have gone through due to the prejudices of the world, what I will go through on my journey, it makes me want to weep. Not stop, but weep. Maybe your movie can help that? No pressure or anything.
Love,
Tamika.