Today I had to write a letter to my "proposed Psychiatrist" giving a general overview of my life and what it happening to me. This is just get an appointment for Therapy. Apart from the difficulty I had with writing this I had an interesting reaction when I went to post it.
I got in the car and the moment I put the keys in the ignition the Dysphoria started. Every self-doubt I have ever had about my gender came pouring in but from a distinctly male view. The whole time I was driving to the post box I had these continual thoughts of "don't do this, don't start, you will be sorry, you are imagining it all, you will never make it, you know this is not for you, man up, man up, man up like a mantra as I parked the car (man up, man up, man up). I went to get out and hesitated which was enough for all these feeling to come piling in again. I eventually got out of the car and got about 2 meters from the post box and like a scream in my head a voice pleadingly said " are you really going to post that and give up the last of your male ego" I had a big grin on my face as I pushed the letter into the post box saying to myself "you better believe it" I actually felt better after doing it and by the time I got home I was fine.
Human beings are such strange creature at times...we hang on to stuff no matter how much damage we are doing to ourselves while we are hanging on.