Sejd
05-22-2011, 08:53 PM
Sejd2spirit.blogspot.com
Today I just felt as if I was walking around blindfolded. I am thinking about the way I try to communicate my dealings with my Dysphoria. Earlier on, in the very start when I became completely aware of my condition I would make a big deal out of telling the whole world about how it was to be a TG etc. etc. I had two or three blogs or postings going at various sites, joined TG forums, you name it I was on it. I feel different about it now, but I still use this blog to reach out and to tell others how I feel. One of the reasons for this blog is that it is one way we TG people talk about ourselves. I think, because we don't see ourselves represented out in society very often. We are a minority for sure, and because we don't see our unique tribe reflected in everyday life, we have a need for exposure. Exposure is to be seen by others. There is an interesting quote in the holy book of the Muslims, the Quran, in which God is saying: I was a secret and I wanted to be known. So according to the book, God created the earth, humans, etc. etc.
I like that quote, despite not being Muslim, because I think we feel the same way. We want to be known, understood and most of all loved for who we are, no matter what we look like or how our situation is. I don't need to be fixed by anyone, I just need to be known and accepted. So this is what I am reflecting on today. It seems like so often I try to express myself to others and all I get back is a load of suggestions to become like this or like that, basically, to fit into other peoples idea of who I am. Seldom do I hear or experience the simple sentence : Yes, I see you. Yes, I hear what you are saying, or WOW, is that how you feel! So it feels like I am walking around blindfolded, searching for a word, og a touch by someone who is willing to know.
Today I just felt as if I was walking around blindfolded. I am thinking about the way I try to communicate my dealings with my Dysphoria. Earlier on, in the very start when I became completely aware of my condition I would make a big deal out of telling the whole world about how it was to be a TG etc. etc. I had two or three blogs or postings going at various sites, joined TG forums, you name it I was on it. I feel different about it now, but I still use this blog to reach out and to tell others how I feel. One of the reasons for this blog is that it is one way we TG people talk about ourselves. I think, because we don't see ourselves represented out in society very often. We are a minority for sure, and because we don't see our unique tribe reflected in everyday life, we have a need for exposure. Exposure is to be seen by others. There is an interesting quote in the holy book of the Muslims, the Quran, in which God is saying: I was a secret and I wanted to be known. So according to the book, God created the earth, humans, etc. etc.
I like that quote, despite not being Muslim, because I think we feel the same way. We want to be known, understood and most of all loved for who we are, no matter what we look like or how our situation is. I don't need to be fixed by anyone, I just need to be known and accepted. So this is what I am reflecting on today. It seems like so often I try to express myself to others and all I get back is a load of suggestions to become like this or like that, basically, to fit into other peoples idea of who I am. Seldom do I hear or experience the simple sentence : Yes, I see you. Yes, I hear what you are saying, or WOW, is that how you feel! So it feels like I am walking around blindfolded, searching for a word, og a touch by someone who is willing to know.