Hi everyone
After two months of absence due to school, I finally have some time for myself but it's confusing, and I would just like to write about it hoping it will clear things up a bi.
School was hard last year. We had a lot of problems with discipline and a schoolboard not willing to see they're actually causing it themselves by letting it happen. I've been fighting a burn-out for a few months, I made it, but have a long way ahead to get as good as I was a year ago, hoping things will be better next year. Anyway, things at school forced me to take stand, to voice my opinion, which was hard because for the last six months, I don't really know who I am anymore.
Since accepting my desire to CD 6 months ago, a lot has changed in the inside. I came to realise it's not about the clothes, it's about expressing who I feel I am. I desire to be pretty, elegant, beautiful, tender, ... and behave like it as well .
Life used to be fairly easy. Somehow I always knew I was different, but I managed to fit in more or less, not questioning myself, ignoring this desire in me. And although it's nice being able to CD at home now, life is a lot harder when I step out of the door. I feel like I don't belong, I don't fit in. I've never questioned myself being born as a male, or at least I never dared to. But from what has come to surface in the last few months, I'm doubting myself more and more.
When looking at woman, I used to think I was just attracted to them. Now I realise it's like I want to be them, have the same haircut or haircolor, the same makeup, the same outfit, ... . I feel jealous, I don't look like them, and I can't leave my house (yet) trying to be like them.
When I look at pictures of myself or when I look in the mirror, I don't see me. It's hard to explain. I used to love my beard, my short hair, my rather athletic build, the entire image used to work for me being a male, but somehow I can't find a way to like me like that anymore. I thought it would come back to me, but it's gone. Sometimes I wish I'd never accepted this, or that it would disappear, life would be easier, but then again, living a lie is not really living at all.
Two months ago I talked about my journey with a friend at a wedding. I didn't plan this, but I just had to talk about it to someone I knew and knows me. She recognised a lot of her own struggle when she realised she wanted to spend her life with another woman. Honestly she wasn't shocked, it actually 'explained' some things I do or say or how I do or say them, the puzzle suddenly fit. It felt liberating to finally say out loud that I might be transgender. She was happy that I was able to confide this to her and will see her again soon for another talk.
At the end of this month I will see my therapist again. I hope to get some confirmation or some guidance on this. I would love to accept myself for who I really am and live like I feel I want to, but it's frightening, it's stepping in the unknown with possibly a lot confrontation ahead.
Next friday I'll be attending a monthly meeting. Being there seeing others I strongly feel I wish to be like them, living their lives freely as they feel to. It's like coming home.
Anyway, if you got this far, thanks for reading. I know I'm not alone, which is encouraging.
Love to all!