Hey guys, its me today here telling you guys a final good bye. It seems i will never be able to live a female life, or even be feminine without crushing doubts that kill me.
I have been living as a woman since December 2nd, or if not very very androgynous and re-started hrt on the 3rd. All in all good results, no self harm, the only time i drink is when i am being social or already having a good time, not because i am depressed and doing a bender TO feel good. but there is still one big problem, i have doubts STILL, even after all the progress i am doing. I mean how stupid can i possibly be?
I mean, i have stabilized and am at times thinking the most clearly i have since my April break down, i stopped drinking to run from my problems, stopped self harming: cutting, hair pulling, biting, coming close to eating 3 bricks of butter because my dysporia and anxiety was so sever i kept throwing up and losing weight... whacked stuff like that.
But the doubts are still present. And that, after all is what led me to stop transition in April. Being a man makes me so sad and upset but m brain, not sure if its due to OCD, anxiety disorders or my mild autism which makes me fixate on things i would rather not think about, i cant stop thinking about ''him'', the life i had pre-2014, where i was the definition of man.
I may have not liked it, but it was so built into my system of this is how it has to be that i became such a man. It has been nearly 3 years and i still cant get ''him'' out of my head. I mean, this transition has opened up a pandoras box, it has made me come face to face with my demons, past truamas and they are overpowering me now.. tho, being Ashley when i lived full time pre-April made me into a more assertive woman i had dreamed of.
Before that i was a big coward, and well i guess now i still am and always will be. Still, i cant shake the doubts anymore and fear that my cousin is right, that this is basically ''just a phase'' or due to ''fixation of autisim'' even tho when i don't have doubt it makes me happier then ever.
And that one family member once told me that i am going to have an ''Ah-ha moment'' one day, realize this is just me running away from manhood and go back to being the man again. I cant take it, so i am saying good bye, and will likely not be going to see the Royal Ottawa for help in anxiety, but will join the military as i have a part 2 medical with them in February.
This isn't a sob story, or i'm not trying to make it one. I really wanna say thank you so much! a lot of you guys have given me great advice and have heard me in my time of need but i need to move on. i love you all and hope your transitions and new years are amazing!
Love Ashley!