Hi all! LuckyMe here (still haven't decided on a woman's name yet). I decided to post in this forum rather than continue
my thread in the introduction forum, so as to not have a lengthy conversation throughout the "Hi my name is X" posts. Don't want to steal the spotlight, I guess.
But a quick recap if you don't feel like reading my original thread (and it helps get my own ideas in order too). Up until very recently, I have never really thought of myself as a woman within a man's body, at least not in those words. I had a difficult childhood which included sexual assault by a pedophile, so my theory is that perhaps I built a wall of "normality" around my gender issues and tried very hard not to ever let them come out to the surface... But since at least my teenage years, I've been thinking, regularly and often, about what it would be to become a woman. Most of of it has been fantasying about the more physical aspect of it, and it's been so permeating my thoughts that I found myself in a state of arousal much more often than should be comfortable. I've had a probably standard sex life (half a dozen partners, all girls), other than having some slight erectile issues (which I attributed to my aforementioned traumatizing experiences). Right now, I'm married and I have a 21 month old daughter, I have 3 half-sisters which I love very much (2 younger, 1 older). About a month ago, my wife, who knew about my fantasizing, told me in so many words that if I were to get SRS (but only the operation, basically the ultimate stealth), perhaps I would be happier and she'd be alright.
That opened a floodgate of emotions and thoughts, led me to start researching ->-bleeped-<- and transsexualism, seek out this forum, post an introduction, have lengthy and complicated conversations with my wife (who doesn't exactly recall the "trigger conversation" and actually would prefer me to do everything but the op, oddly enough), get extremely confused about myself, see signs of GID from my past that I was previously disregarding... and today, calling a therapist for a first session. End of recap (yeah, I'm very verbose).
My point here is that even though I'm starting to have the feeling that this has been a long time coming (I'm 31 now by the way), it all seems so sudden and quick. I mean, at my age I haven't really experimented with cross-dressing, even in private (except one single exceptional occasion that I did so in public with a dozen close friends for support of another), and as I said I never really thought to myself as a woman "out loud/in my head". It's moving very quickly, but not faster than my wife and I seem to be able to cope with.
What scares me the most in this is that I'm not even 100% convinced that I'm actually a woman, inside. I'm so confused about my past and my experiences, about the fact that I've spent all my life (except in my fantasies) as a heterosexual male, about my wife being so understanding yet half-heartedly trying to guide me to other options... But at the same time, my driving force is that through all this, I strongly believe that I want to be a woman whatever anyone says, that even if a therapist told me that she could get "rid" of this desire (the sexual fantasy), I wouldn't want that. My wife told me during a conversation that me being so keen on changing was "taking the easy way out", to which I responded that years of therapy, hormone changes, multiple surgery, possible rejection and humiliation from peers, friends and family... was far from the
easy way out!
Ugh. I'm rambling on I know, but it feels good to let it all out, whatever shape it takes in a literal sense. The more time goes by (and, hell, I had my first conversation with my wife no more than a week ago!) the more I feel that I'm changing. I've been looking at women in a very different way - from an objective point of view, rather than with envy or jealousy; I look at myself differently, finding myself somewhat uglier that I ever did (though I never found myself particularly attractive, sexy or beautiful), I imagine myself not just feeling like a woman's body, but actually *being* a woman.
Maybe I'm suffering from a positive reinforcement "syndrome" - or maybe it's just the "Great wall of Gender" that is showing its cracks, bursting apart at the seams, flooding me with thoughts and feelings that have been there all along but never dared show their faces. It would explain so much...
Gah! I'll leave some for the therapist, who should be calling me for an introductory phone call and an appointment setup sometime this afternoon. Thanks for listening to me and silently help put order into this chaotic thought process! Feel free to share your thoughts...