So, in the midst of scheduling my SRS, I had a complete mental breakdown.
It happened on Tuesday morning, I completely flipped out, burst into tears and left work. I began transitioning two years ago, I thought it was the right decision for me. Oddly enough, I've spent the last 5 days in bed, crying... because I am suddenly so confused. My therapist, doctors, and psychiatrist all agree that I'm one of the most mentally stable patients they've ever had... but maybe I was just fooling them, and fooling myself.
I guess it all boils down to what I really want, and what I think is best for my life. However, those two don't agree with each other anymore. What I want is to be a woman... it's all I've ever wanted. Oddly enough, what I think is best for me, is to be a boy... a very feminine boy.
I guess the pressure of scheduling SRS and finalizing my life as female has overwhelmed my mind. In a single instant, I suddenly realized that I was so incredibly self conscious, that I was never satisfied with my appearance, that I felt uncomfortable, and that I am always obsessive about something new that I must do or must have to become even more feminine. This of course is much different than my life as a feminine boy... where I was incredibly confident, very pleased with my appearance, content with what I had, yet constantly obsessing about my desire to be a woman.
I've spent quite a bit of time analyzing my feelings over the last 5 days... trying to figure out, what is upsetting me so bad? I think I finally pinpointed the reasons I am having so much trouble with this.
1. I have excessive amounts of guilt over the fact that I left my family and friends, moved 2500 miles away, changed my name and became a woman. I feel as if I betrayed all of them.
2. I am constantly conflicted in my head between my old life and my new life. I am haunted every night in my sleep between male and female dreams.
3. Every time I look in the mirror I think male or female. Every time I get out of the shower, get dressed or even put on makeup... I think, male or female. Every time I meet somebody, befriend somebody, or just simply pass a person on the streets... I think, what did they think of me?.. male, or female? The odd thing is... I pass 100%. In fact, in the midst of this mental breakdown, I came out to a girl friend of mine who i've known for nearly a year, that I was really born a man... and she didn't even believe me at first. Yet, despite being so unmistakably female in physical form, my mind is constantly tortured with these thoughts I listed above.
4. I miss my old life. I miss being carefree, I miss being able to go to the beach, take my shirt off in public, move, act, speak, sit, lie down, stand up, bend over, eat food, converse, ride a bike, wake up and so much more without thinking to myself... Is this how a girl would do things, or how a boy would do things? I simply am unable to cope with the constant conflict in my head. I spend every second of every day asking questions like this to myself.
5. I miss normal relationships with people. I never accept dates because I'm scared to tell the person that I am trans. I don't make many friends and I even avoid the ones I do make until they eventually leave me alone... because i'm scared to tell them i'm trans. When I enter into a room of women, i don't feel like one of them... I feel threatened and judged. Ironically, this is apparently what almost all women feel, trans or not. As a boy, I had tons and tons of friends, in a sense I was a leader among my group of friends... everyone loved me and I loved them. Now, I have no friends, except the people I work with. I won't leave the house, I am terrified to meet new people, I'm scared to do anything. This has been the last two years of my life.
So, I decided... I'm going to detransition. I have begun to slowly decrease my dosage on hormones and testosterone blocker... and I will begin living my life as a feminine boy. Although, I don't pass as a boy... and I spent so much time perfecting my female voice that I actually have trouble not sounding like a woman when i open my mouth... It doesn't matter anymore. I simply cannot handle this. I feel relieved in my decision, and I feel like the nightmare is finally all over... but I really am going to miss my life as a woman. I loved being a girl, and I think if I were not so mentally distraught by these things that it would be the best decision for me to continue my transition... however, I am not that lucky. I am not posting this to discourage anyone from transitioning... I think everyone should follow their heart and do what they think is best for them. I am posting this to articulate my feelings and find peace within myself... and also hear opinions from other people.
Here is two pictures of me from a few weeks ago, out for my birthday weekend with some friends. I don't know if I'll ever smile like that again... but at least I won't be going crazy inside my head =(