Five years, it has been five years since I left the military and started transition. In that time the only thing i've really done is grow a pair of a-cup and reduced my facial hair by around 30%. I've had an interesting trip getting to where I am today, but the frustration, doubt, and daily pressures from multible sources is making me rethink if transition is what I was meant to do.
Monday I walked into my office to drop off my time sheet and CNA notes from my visits. I made the mistake of asking my coworker and boss what they think I should do about a girl I had, for some reason, asked out. She is 20 and me 27 but she seems very interesting. But apparently I had asked her out as a guy so I wondered if I should just tell her outright or see if I make it to a second date then ask her. Apparently this question sparked a talk with my boss, who is hardline christian, that maybe I should just stay a guy if I am going to date girls. When my director of nursing came in, she joined in. In the course of the conversation I was called a handsome man/ugly woman, confused, working for the 'enemy', and clueless and foundation-less in my relation to God and Jesus. Though I was angry, that little voice reminded me that I had asked the question to begin with and they had given their opinion. But it did make me wonder what i'm doing
I'm 6'4", and I am handsome as a guy but probably not as beutiful as I would think I am. If I stay a guy the worst problem I will have is trying to get rid of my breasts and worring if I can have sexual intercourse. Viagra I assume would fix most problems with the second bit. at the same time I don't know if I just want to suddenly say that I 'wasted' the last 5 years. Am I happy as a woman? I dunno, i don't feel emotion that well and never have, but I do know i'm not suicidal like I was 5 years ago. But I gave up a career, a potential fiancee, and numerous other little things to get to where I am today. At the same time human contact and friends have been hard to come by since, at least in this town, most people avoid me since at the very least i'm 'different.
About the only thing my bosses got right was that i'm confused right now. Am I a man or a Woman? Truth be told I feel the same either way since I have to work as a guy to be able to see some clients. I don't know if this makes me 'less' of a trnasexual, but these days I get this nagging feeling that maybe I was just supposed to do this to learn some things, and now that i've learned them its time to go back to being a guy. To think this all got sparked off from asking a girl out I had only talked to for 10min at best. I see her tomorrow night, wonder how this will play out?