Quote from: Beverley on April 13, 2012, 03:15:02 AM
I think a lot of you have this backwards.
It is not that therapists are trying to stop me from transitioning, their primary purpose was to determine that I had no underlying mental illness that manifested transitioning as a symptom.
What if I had multiple personality disorder or some order form of illness that really needed treatment? What if they treated it and my desire to transition disappeared?
What they said to me was that I was free from mental illness and my condition was physical one that was set before I was born.
They still talk to me to ensure that my continuing journey does not introduce any mental illness. In short they are looking after my mental health as much as the doctors look after my physical health.
In my opinion, this cuts to the heart of the issue. Transition, whether surgical or non-op, is a very significant change to one's state of being. Given that GID and/or Gender Dysmorphia may sometimes be symptomatic of a deeper underlying condition, I think an overall evaluation to rule out other conditions as well as some ongoing transition guidance are very good ideas. However, I do oppose Gatekeeping practices that show a tendency to be generally biased against transition from the outset. Ultimately, it is your body and as long as you are thinking clearly and rationally you should ultimately have control over whether you pursue HRT, FFS, GRS, just crossdress once in a while, or even decide to continue living as your birth-assigned gender.
When I speak of "Gatekeepers", it is almost always in the sense of someone who decided to say "no" before you even entered the office, whereas I regard "Cheerleaders" as being the reckless opposite face of that coin. What is needed is someone who sits between these extremes and can help you choose your path ahead wisely, even if it eventually leads full circle into not transitioning at all; someone who is a counselor, information resource, shoulder to cry on, and facilitator.
In the publishing world, they are seeing the rise of "Book Shepherds". These are professionals who are not actual publishers or editors, but will guide you along the path of taking your book from rough draft to fully self-published high-quality paper book and/or ebook. They help you decide on the best approach for your project, help you identify what resources and services you will need (especially the ones you didn't even know existed), what the benefits and drawbacks are of various options, how to approach marketing, how to be taken seriously by booksellers, and so forth. You have to do all the work, but they provide knowledge and experience that a new author lacks and without which the book becomes just another amateurish overlooked poor-quality ebook among thousands already online.
In the context of all things trans, I think what we ideally need are more unbiased Transition Shepherds who can help ensure that you are, in fact, thinking clearly and are well-informed, and can help guide you to the necessary resources for your own personal path. If you have already been living as your self-identified gender for a good while and are happy that way, then the Transition Shepherd may just need to step back and be available to you in times of crisis, whereas if you are still deep in the questioning phase, the Shepherd may play a vital role in helping you figure out who and what you are as well as what path ahead will lead you to the best possible quality of life. This, I believe, is the general intent of Standards of Care even if they are not always implemented in accordance with that spirit or intent.
I think of my therapist as a Transition Shepherd because that is essentially the role she plays for me. The decision to transition is mine, but she plays an indispensable part in getting me safely to that destination and making sure I have realistic expectations of what life will be like when I get there.
If this seemed a bit rambling and incoherent, I can only plead sleep deprivation. Lots of long workdays and short nights lately. Vacation next week, though. Yippie!