Quote from: tekla on March 25, 2008, 12:48:48 PM
Since it takes as long to get out as it did to get in, in some cases not. You just have to weigh if their being in your life is worth a missed pronoun here and there.
Yep, that's just it. Everyone's situation is different. Sometimes people accept you and all, but just slip with a "him" out of habit. And sometimes there are people who do it because they DON'T accept you.
Are you close to your relatives, coworkers and friends? See, truth be told, no one would particularly miss me if I vanished. I have NO contact with my own family beyond my parents - and even there, Dad avoids me and Mom seems surprised every time we talk that I'm
"still doing this." She hasn't met me as Kate. I haven't seen them for a year and a half now.
I have a best friend, but he's kinda fallen away since I transitioned. He accepts me just fine, but I guess
Be Careful What You Wish For, as now that we don't do male sorta things (cars, Xbox, computers), he seems less and less interested. I'm not the same person he became friends with. When we hang out together now, it looks like we're on a date... which is seriously weird, lol.
My wife... well, she hasn't touched me in two years. I can deal without the sexual intimacy, but there isn't even any affection anymore. She loves me, but she doesn't LIKE me. We're strictly two women living together, cooperating to help one another out, but we're not "together" in any real sense of the word aside from that love we have for one another. If I left, I'm sure it'd hurt... but she could also finally have the things she constantly tells me I stole from her: a heterosexual sex life, a husband, and perhaps a child. Not to mention not living in "TS Central" anymore.
My coworkers would miss me the most I think. I've been at my job for 17 years, so I have quite a history with them. But they'd find a young, eager kid just out of college whom I'm sure would love the opportunity.
I'd really miss my wife's family though. They pretty much adopted me, lol, and I just love them SO much. And yet... they're not "mine."
Geez, until I typed all that out, I didn't realize that I AM losing most of those things I sought to hold onto. And I'm the one always going on about how I lost nothing, lol. I mean, no one HATES me, but still... it looks like that life is leaving me, whether I want it to or not. It may not just be a matter of whether WE need to leave to live an authentic life... that life may slowly leave us anyway.
And maybe that's how it should be. It's validating in a sad kinda way. My wife is a heterosexual woman... so she *shouldn't* want to be with me. My friend is a heterosexual male... so he *shouldn't* want to be friends with me in a "guy" way anymore. My family raised a son... so they *shouldn't* instantly love this woman who murdered him. I got nothing less than exactly what I asked for: to be seen as the female, the woman, I am in every way, consequences be damned.
~Kate~