You mean transsexuality being an end in itself rather than a means to an end?
I don't really feel that way. The 'trans', for me, stands for transitory. Temporary. However long that may be, I don't think it's a permanent condition and it's only my outside that I even use that term for. Inside I'm female. I don't think it's just my mind, either. It's deeper than that. My heart and soul are also female... and desire to be that in as complete a way as possible.
It's like forcing a girl to put on an all-encompassing guy suit and never being allowed to take it off. Then making her try and fit into the world by pretending to act like the suit she's wearing. It isn't
her. She can't be herself. But she can't be the suit, either. So she's in limbo, unable to be either. But she knows she isn't the suit, and is looking for a way to remove it. She doesn't want to
be a woman in a manskin jacket. She wants to be a woman in a womanskin dress.
It's only my body that's wrong. And whilst I do have a certain identification with being transsexual, useful only in expressing to others why my body doesn't match the rest of me, as soon as that transitory period is over I will be female... who I was
meant to be, who I always have been, and who I always will be.
I'm a woman with too many undesirable
mannerisms. That's all. They have to be removed.
I don't want to be transsexual, I want to be myself. I want... no, I HAVE to find the zipper and step out of the man suit I've been forced to wear. There's no other choice. I couldn't stay this way even if I wanted to... everything inside is crying out that it's wrong.
Granted, my life may not necessarily have been better, but if I had been born into the correct body then it would certainly have been less complicated and I would have been able to deal with things without having everything clouded by this big discrepency between my body and the rest of me. And if I were free to express myself in my correct role and gender... it would have made a whole lot of things a whole lot easier.