Or maybe I should call it
"In, Then Out, Then In Again, And Now Going Back Out, Tho Maybe Not All The Way. "
Yep, that sounds about right. Par for the course. It isn't like I changed my mind or anything like that. When I made my decision all those years ago (over 50 years now) to become the woman I am, it was the right one and I have never looked back. Not even the feared post-op depression I heard so much about caused me any panic. In fact, I honestly thought I had missed that. Everything just seemed to happen for a reason.
Oh, it was definitely right coming out the first time. I had been in so long it really hurt. Out was like being reborn. Even before GRS. After GRS, whoa, don't even try to hold me back. My entire life was now in focus. Still loving life as a woman.
This big thing happened. I won't say what, but with it came the biggest challenge of my life, even bigger than coming out. In order to hang onto that big thing, I would have to go back in again. I added it up; I already had GRS, was going along smoothly with HRT, and by then my business was starting to crash anyways.
So I made the announcement to my peers that I was going to reclaim my male heritage [I know, right?] and resume my life as a man. It would probably have been easier to crawl on my knees over broken glass than make that decision. But make it I did.
Do I regret going back in again? Only in so much as I quit HRT. So it has been over 15 years with no hormones in my system. That was a bad mistake. I will never be male again, but this is the role my life requires me to use for now. It is my survival.
There are some people who are in the know regarding me and my 'secret' identity, but I trust they are mature enough to not cause any trouble. And my trust has not been misplaced.
Am I coming back out? Yes, but maybe not all the way. I need HRT again, and after a 6 week trial with 'T', it is now apparent that was the wrong choice.
I am not concerned that I present to the world in mens clothing, it's who I am on the inside that makes the difference to me. I have some wiggle room here at the 'In'. Anyway, if things unfold as I expect them too, it won't be long till any more physical feminine changes are impossible to ignore. Maybe I will come back out all the way. Time will tell.
Apparently, osteoporosis is a stronger possibility now more than ever before since there are no hormones at all to guide my body, and since 'T' was a fail, it looks like 'E' will be my replacement hormone again. Groovy.
I started HRT in 1984, started transitioning in 1985, and went to Belgium in 1991 to have my GRS done at the capable hands of Dr Michel Seghers. He retired in 2001.
I am 62 years old now, definitely overweight and out of shape, and GRS from 25 years ago reminds me, everyday, what I did to be who I am. This decision provides the motivation to get busy and lose a bunch of that unhealthy fat around my belly. And I can love living with that, right or wrong. If you don't learn from your mistakes, you aren't paying attention. I was always lousy at paying attention...