Quote from: K8 on April 19, 2009, 08:16:30 AM
Hi Lisa,
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Perhaps you can find something in-between that will feel comfortable to you.
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- Kate
I think I am in between. I posted some videoes in the height thread. One of them was this. But even like that is like torture. That is how far I can go to the male side. I dont feel like I have multiple personalities. I dont want this to be a issue at all. It's such a small thing-but still it is so big.
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http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=5190961049758200008I understood your analogy. I dont think in those terms either. But I have learned that all doors I want to open I have to do myself, that is how it has always been. But with my family-I hope they will(and here I am starting to understand that I have probably stepped wrong the whole time). That is kind of how I break down these things around me down. I dont live on the street, but not so far from it-and don't take money from the government-everyone get that here if they have to, since we have a very rich country. So that they can understand, and feel that I dont have anything to loose. And I have open doors in this area as well. It is only that there is other people on the other side that closes it...so I kind of feel helpless. And I dont push them open-that is not how I work. So I feel helpless. If there was acceptance I would have transitioned when I was 16, I knew about it then as well. But every door to me I opened(although in strange ways), was closed from the other side. And ended with me being told that there was something wrong with me, I hit my head when I was a kid, severely-unconscious for a long time-this happened many times-i've always fell down and things like that, and hitting stuff, so I was told my brain was damaged-but a healer would set me straight. So that shut me of from the world-I went to her, but that was the most stupid thing I've ever experienced. So I found out that I had to figure this out my self-but I am about to reconsider. I actually made an appointment some weeks ago-but cancelled 3 hours before. So I'll try to do it again, and go through with it.
Quote from: cindybc on April 18, 2009, 02:32:22 PM
Hi lisa_a hun.
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I also ended very much alone, living on the street with my friend my bottle of magic elixir, fix it all alcohol.
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Cindy
I know that feeling. That is also a good escape. I don't drink that often, don't need to when I am alone. But I always become unconscious when I do it, even the first time when I was about 14 it was like that. I've woken up on the intensive care 3 times..lol-beaten up-I'm not violent at all-but men often become aggressive with what I say or look or whatever. And when I probably just laugh of it-it does not improve of the situation. Well, i never remembered those episodes-so it's like they never happened. Flying is great. I don't use engines though, just thermals. It's not really a guy thing either, I usually find my self flying with the good girls. It's like we make the same decisions. Just now in Italy. One day a French woman was just in front of me. The nest day I was some sec in front of her. Lol-that is kind of typical. And you mentioned cars. I totalled 8 cars up until I was 20, I've always been a horrible driver. The worst was when I fell asleep in the middle of the day, and went three times up in the air. And I crawled out from the one place where the roof was not pushed down. All reaction I had was-ehh-next time you should probably stop lisa-a if you notice you are sleepy. So sometimes I am just happy that I am alive. I'm not religious-so I believe that this is what I will have in this life. And I dont want to die.
I think I can imagine what you say about the last years. When I think back, my mind goes blanc, only thing I can remember is the problems when I concentrate. Even the school,I was not really there, I went to some lectures. And speed reading to the exams. And suddenly I got the diploma, in engineering, I remember I stared dumb at it, wondering what I was to do with this. But I did learn something from that, like a way of thinking. And in another way it made time pass, so that I am still without any strings. Except those to my family.
Quote from: DragonGirl on April 18, 2009, 12:51:43 PM
..Scared and fear will paralyze you..Hugs.DG
Oh, I know. I still run and hide, quite often when there comes people here. I just cant understand why I'm so scared of people, while other things I dont care about at all. My whole reality is so bizarre that I cant help but laugh of my self from time to time. And that is a good thing, I suppose.
And that I am not religious, at least not in regular sense. I believe in mother nature. And sex switching happens all the time in lots of species. So when I look at it this way. I don't understand why I don't find the motivation to do something about it. So in my head there is nothing wrong I can do. If it should turn out to be a mistake, i'd probably just do as always-well lisa-a, that wasnt very clever was it, and forget about what was. So in light of this knowledge, I wonder why I dont go to action. What is holding me back, it's part the family. But also the feeling that it is to late. I remember very vividly when I was about 13. Some boys in my class had put up posters in the classroom of halfway naked girls. And our teacher told us if we knew that those was actually boys. I didnt show it, but I certainly didn't have the reaction she was hoping for. All I was thinking about was, wow, how could that be possible. She explained about the hormones, and i've longed for them ever since. And another thing, when people call me girly things, I never say anything, never had. But it is not like that the other way around. And sometimes on trips, I've suddenly been told that this is the woman toilet. Then I look around, and oh, sorry. Episodes like that make me wonder if they are accidents, or it is my unconsciousness. They happen now and then. And i'm not aware. I'm just told firmly that this is for girls, whatever the situation is. I try really hard to not put label on myself. But if I'm to be perfectly honest with myself I'm quite sure where my identity is-even though I believe in multiple genders. At least a sliding scale. I tend to put my points on the ends, but more on the woman side. And when it comes to people, I put most of them there. And that also complicate things, as I put most people I know around the middle, or on the masculine side, even woman...
Sorry to clutter up your thread stephb, but I've found out recently that I like to write about these things, so it tends to happen spontaneously. Should probably make my own thread for these random braindumps. I'm not sure if I'm really trying to cope, as is what this thread is about. Probably for me it is like trying to figure out the distance over the gap before I jump, that is how I look at it I guess, and if I ever will be brave enough to make that jump-and should. I think I would just prefer to have an accident-and just wake up transitioned after a long coma. That would be easy.