Quote from: Allison S on March 11, 2018, 12:05:25 PM
Yeah I think rejection is my issue. But then hating myself and who I am is worse than being rejected by others.
Allison, sweetheart, there is nothing worse than not being yourself.
I don't know about you, but I believe there is a purpose in things; and there is a reason we girls were born the way we were. I don't believe it's a cosmic joke, or the heartless act of a capricious god. We may not know the reason; but we *can* respond with integrity and conviction. We can embrace and be who we are.
Naturally, we are not constricted or compelled on a timeline. There is, I hope, room to massage our transitions. But, in the end, there is no alternative to being authentic. And do we really want there to be?
I was planning to share this in a separate thread, but it seems appropriate here. I've been presenting female at my job for about two weeks. I have a figure -- not much of one, I admit (more's the pity!) -- but it's there. I deal with the public constantly. Up until now, there have been no ripples; no one has given me grief, and several people have been gracious and addressed me as "ma'am," even though I don't pass.
Today, at work, I was dissed twice. I was laughed at, and I was treated as though I were a fungus, by members of the public. Does it hurt? Sure. Does it matter? Not in the slightest.
Rejection is painful; but not being authentic is painful on a whole different level. We need to present as women because it makes us feel right, it's true; but more to the point, we need to present as women because we *are* women -- because it's the truth.
Imagine if people started laughing at you, pointing fingers at you in public, because you believed the world was round.
Would that shake your confidence? I doubt it. I think you'd be wondering how so many people could be so clueless. Your womanhood is the same. The people who would assail you, even if your family, are the equivalent of flat-earthers. They just don't know. And you have to look at it like that. *You* know the truth; they don't. And, ultimately, if they refuse to accept the truth, you'll simply have to find new friends. And family, if it comes to that.
Prejudice does not trump reality, not unless you let it.