Hi all,
Before anyone asks . . . the title does not mean I am quitting or putting on hold my dressing. Okay to be honest, I though the title might grab your attention better than my original choice "Coming to a realization" as that sounds a bit boring
As some have read, I have had a busy week coming to terms with my chain of command on workplace accommodation which has been granted and far beyond my hopes to include both the ability to draw female uniforms and grow my hair out should I choose. To say the least I was on a bit of a high all week thinking about how nice it would be to wake up on a given day feeling female and be able to present myself as such. Then it dawned on me . . . I had actually thought "feeling female" . Now some might think . . . big deal so you thought "feeling female". However, if you look back through my posts I have been quite consistent with my take that I always think of myself as a male first and foremost irrespective of how I am dressed. Yet the concept of "feeling female" felt as natural as saying "feeling male" even though I still cannot define what either term means. This was a bit disconcerting as I had never thought this before and it just slipped out in my mind.
So yesterday while I was running (where I normally do all my thinking) I gave this revelation some serious thought. Was I slipping further down the pathway toward being TS or was I still firmly planted somewhere between (gender fluid is a term I tend to use)? I mean, I still like my guy side but with the revelation that I would soon be free to express myself female at work when I choose or grow my hair out to be more gender congruent with my female presentation, I have to admit I can see my presentation sliding from 60/40 (male/female) to 60/40 or perhaps 70/30 (female/male). However, I do not seek nor desire HRT (it has been offered by my therapist and medical system) nor to I seek surgery (again offered by my medical system within the confines of medical protocol that is). I may experience days when I feel "female" not "male" but I do not look in the mirror and hate what I see staring back (boy physiology that is). Was I just confused? Lost in the pink fog of probabilities sort to speak?
It was at about the 15 kilometer mark that it suddenly hit me . . . that like my morning runs this was a journey with a route and sometimes I might deviate from the route but I will always end up at the same finish point. "Huh . . . what the heck does that mean Isha?" It means that I realized that while I may have only recently come out (just over a year and half ago), I have always been on this route and have just deviated (32 years of deviation to be exact) but am now on the final push to my own finish line. What does that mean to me? Well, it means I now know that part of me definitely identifies female but part of me also identifies male albeit that part is loosing ground but still remains intact. Would my male side disappear completely? To be honest, there are no answers in life especially on this crazy roller coaster. What I can say is that right now I don't feel as though I could "kill off" the male side of me without loosing some part of me anymore than I could "kill off" female side of me without loosing who I am.
So I will throw in the towel and admit to all that I am more closely aligned to the TS side of the spectrum than I would have admitted even a month ago. Now before people begin to "high five" and proclaim "I called it months ago" remember, this is a journey of sorts for all of us and realization takes time and each of us is only an epiphany away from our own realization. However, I will concede that yes some of you probably called it long before I realized it. Does that mean I will transition all the way? Right now . . . no. However, as much as some will argue until they are blue in the face that I am just a part-timer who can still fall back on "being guy" when it suits me, I will still posit that I am transitioning in my own way. Everyone important to me knows, I will most likely begin to work one or two days a week as a woman which means living that day as a woman and there may be times where that could stretch out for a week or two. I am guessing at that point my ability to "play the man card" disappears n'est pas. Even on those days when I am presenting male to the world, my female side will always be there interjecting her own sense of self into my male world. So right now, I am still running down the pathway but I can now see my final destination a bit more clearly in that I am both male and female timesharing one body which both genders appreciate and love. Am I am man or am I woman . . . neither . . . I am a person who wants to live her/his life as best as she/he can.
BTW before anyone asks, after my run, I sat my wife down and we discussed this in depth and she is still 100 percent supportive of this shift in thought.
Hugs
Isha