Sorry, just getting some stuff off my chest. Figured I'd at least post it for any who wishes to burn about 20 minutes reading...
1. Happy
2. Scared and worried about loss
3. Happy medium
4. Mixed emotions
5. Doom and gloom
For those who care, I'm feeling better in a scary way.
Figured I'd split this up between two posts just to help not scare people away from reading a wall of text just for a question (
https://www.susans.org/forums/index.php/topic,107689.0.html).
Correcting my posture through tucking and not caring anymore if people see my breasts under my shirt has helped my mood tremendously, though I'm sure if someone gives me a bunch of grief about being a man with breasts I'd just blow them off then proceed to go home and drink my sorrows away but still. It's nice to be happy through most of the day.
1. I've even gone as far as starting to wear a bra (low profile one at least with little to no padding in the cup) outside of the house lately now that I can wear a somewhat thick fall jacket to help hide the appearance of the shoulder strap adjustment clips and band hook section. It helps me not think so negatively about my future and makes me sooo happy to be able to be like this. Being able to wear breast forms at home even if my S.O. is home and being able to wear a bra regularly has helped my mood so much it's almost scary. My mood has even lightened up in public enough that I've caught myself doing some fairly feminine (girly/young more like it) things around strangers and getting looked at by them because of it. I honestly haven't cared what they've thought and it's caused me to be less angry at the world. I mean yeah, the hair cut thing bummed me out (
https://www.susans.org/forums/index.php/topic,106617.0.html) but it's not like that's the only salon I can go to get a haircut. Once I have a few extra bucks again I might look for a different place to get my hair cut. Heck, I've even grown out my nails and shaped them I've been in such a careless mood.
2. What scares me though is if I have a rebound while I'm still doing this, or when I have to shed my jacket and I have to stop wearing a bra this coming summer (I have to wear my jacket where I work because it's always cold anywhere I work, even indoors). Normally I can't even do anything that would make me happy because the thought of rebound depression would keep me from being happy. I don't like to feel grumpy and down all the time. This last summer has been horrible because of it, even to the point where I would have forced my S.O. to talk with me about it whether she wanted to or not (though she surprised me and approached me about it before I had a minor break down).
3. If I can't find some happy medium with myself I'm going to end up wanting to transition, essentially destroying what money I've had saved up since starting my working career (let alone what money I might be able to save up in the future with the cost of FFS and such) and destroying my S.O.'s dream of having kids and living out the rest of her days with me. I think that part hurts the most when I tell myself the next sane move for me is to start a transition, letting my S.O. go and making her find someone she wants to be with.
Recently she talked with me about one of the ways I described how I feel. I'm the kind of person that uses the phrase "the little girl/boy inside of me has always wanted...". This is the place where all of my dreams come from and as I said above where I've found myself doing some fairly feminine things because of how happy I've been, this is a good example of the little girl inside of me coming out. She told me that the little girl inside of her wants the white wedding. And because she's just about finished with school she's getting close to the time where she feels the next step in her life is going to be getting into her carrier, buying her first home and getting married.
It feels like I now have a time limit on her acceptance or tolerance in my dilemma. I'm not going to go deeper into this because I've talked about it before and everyone seems to think the best option is to just let her go but I'm such a cheap bastard that I just can't see myself going back to living alone and spending all of my waking time working so I can afford $500 a month for rent and stuff like that. I can't even consider going back to having roommates again.
4. Though tucking regularly and wearing a bra has made me feel better about myself, I fear having a rebound on depression which might cause me to want to start transitioning instead of looking for other options to help me feel better about myself the way I am. I also worry about how "happy" I can be before my S.O. seems to think that I'm not man enough for a heterosexual relationship with her. She's said in the past that if I transition she might not be able to handle a sexual relationship with me. When she and I met, even up until now I've been a very grumpy, reserved and an "up tight" kind of guy. She's said that outside of the grumpy part she's always like who I've been and has made comments about other women's boyfriends/husbands saying "oh I could never be with someone that girly". Granted, she's gone bra shopping with me, I've been spending time around the house with breast forms on, and she's spent a few good days with me doing my makeup and she's hinted at letting me have a feminine haircut she's never complained about it effecting our relationship outside of not wanting me to cross dress around her (I still have to wear my men's shirts and pants when I wear my breast forms and I haven't discussed purchasing women's underwear to use for tucking).
I still wish I had been born a female from the start. But at least I'm no longer dwelling on the past and being all doom and gloom about my future (doesn't sound like I'm not being all doom and gloom about my future after a quick proof read but hey, life goes on).
5. Speaking of doom and gloom about the future, I recently tried to have the "coming out" conversation with my mother about how I feel. Didn't work out well (kinda glad it didn't happen now that I'm feeling a bit more confident about myself) and I've been thinking real hard about if I should even have the conversation with her. One of the things I've told my S.O. is my major worry I have is her family knows about my GiD and what would happen if my family heard about my issues through them first instead of me. If don't transition I'm going to marry my S.O. and she wants me to invite my family.
I have a strong feeling that my father would stop talking to me even if I was the first to tell him about it. In the past he's been worried that I would turn out gay because of the things I did when I was younger and I'd imagine that his opinion of gay/queer people hasn't changed much in the last 15 years or so. My mother on the other hand would probably be offended that I felt I couldn't talk to her about it, though I'm sure with her religious background and current husband I would hear no end about how I'm making a big mistake by transitioning, let alone giving up the only hope she's had of grandchildren (again, seems I can't let go of the women in my life). I've had a decent enough relationship with my mother, and have an even better relationship with her now that I only talk to her once in a while and don't have to live with her. I would hate to have to give that up because of a choice I made. But I keep on daydreaming about having her at my side while I was going through with a transition. Having the mother daughter relationship I dreamed about so many times in the past (though I'm already past the age where it would have been most fun). My S.O. and her family have already said they support whatever decision I make about my future but there's still that empty spot in me that I think only my mother could fill. I also worry about what would happen if I didn't get the chance to tell her.
I don't know, I guess I'm just rambling.
I'm at least happy that no matter what I do my S.O. wants me to stay in her life in some form or another. I just need to figure out what's going to make me the most happy.
If you've made it this far I congratulate you. Sometimes I get started and keep going and going and goin... there I go again. Sometimes I think I do this more for myself then I do to have a conversation with other people about it. Though, my S.O. has asked about Susans and even asked what my screen name was, so maybe some of this is in case she decides to read up on some of the things I've talked about.