Michelle789
06-21-2014, 03:35 PM
I personally don't feel like I fit into my family to begin with. I don't talk to any of my relatives on my mom's or dad's side of the families. Zero of them. I don't fit in with my immediate family. I feel like they are very negative people whom I'd rather keep my distance from.
I just came out to two friends, one who is currently my neighbor, and the other who moved out last month. Both accept me, and we will see how that stands up over time.
Most of my friends from my past, from college, and work, I don't really talk to them any more. Some of these friendships were ended over alcoholism, as well as them being condescending, mean, and controlling of me. Others we are on good terms but we've all moved on with our own lives, often in different states, so I don't really keep in touch with them other than an occasional text - I usually text them for major holidays like New Year, Christmas, Thanksgiving, 4th of July.
So really who do I have left as friends in the cis-heteronormative world? AA. My sponsor, who doesn't go to my home group. And my sole AA group that I feel like I have been a part of for the past 7 years. The group that meets at the same time as my TG support group, so I alternate between AA and TG groups. The group that I feel like is a really special group, as a group. People who I love and have loved me for the past 7 years (some of them are newer to the group). A group that I feel like I am a part of except for my gender.
A group that when I went there last night, I got painful reminders of gender dysphoria. I am so used to going by my female name with my newly found friends in my TG support group and MCC, that I found myself not even saying my male name (when a few new people introduced themselves to me, I just hugged them and said welcome but didn't state my name) because I felt like my male name sounds like such a stranger to me, not to mention that if I slip my female name I have just outed myself and I am not out to them yet - I am planning on coming out soon. I got a reminder last night that we join AA to "find our true selves" - just yet another authentic self reminder. I also yet found myself feeling all sorts of guilt about coming out and will I be accepted as a woman, or even accepted at all as an individual.
When I went to fellowship last night, I had a great time, but I felt like I was living a lie. I felt like I was hiding something from them that I will be telling them soon. One of my friends, a really great guy, told me that a great job couldn't happen to a nicer guy, and I felt like "a nicer girl" but can't correct him yet, and not sure how long it will take, if ever, for him or anyone else, to get it right when I do tell them.
I saw the joy on the face of this guy who had trouble maintaining any significant length of sobriety when he told us that he had got one year last night. He looked happier than he ever had. I remember when he was so shy and we had to ask him how he was doing, and ask him questions just to stimulate a conversation, and last night he was initiating conversations with strangers on his own. He was smiling. I was so overjoyed to see him so happy, and am moved to tears as I am writing this. I told the waiter that it was his birthday, as we call it in AA, and he brought us some pie, on the house, and we all sang happy birthday to him.
Now it's just a matter of time before I come out as being transgender to this group. I seriously fear how they're going to react, and if they will accept me for the woman that I am am and becoming, over a significant length of time.
Will I be able to say in one year from now, that they, especially the ones closest to me, accept me for the woman that I am, or will they decide that I am some freak show and cold shoulder me? Will they say yes we accept you today, and then tomorrow not accept me?
And do I feel guilt about admitting that I am a woman to the group? Yes.
Do I worry that they won't accept me as a woman? Absolutely.
Do I worry that they won't accept me at all? Yes.
Do I worry that I will relapse if they don't accept me? Probably not. Although I was tempted to drink last year late July/early August when I was hitting my gender bottom. That was the only circumstance in which I was tempted to drink since I got a year sober.
This is the one group in the cis/heteronormative world that I feel like I am a part of. I don't identify with cis/heteronormative life. I do identify as an alcoholic, and we have the common bond of alcoholism and recovery, and the fellowship and all it's memories. Including the two fondest of them all, Halloween, 2008, when a woman bought a cat to the meeting and then to the restaurant afterwards. It was the cutest, cuddliest, little black kitten in the world. I really enjoyed that night. The other fondest memory was the infamous lipstick scene on April 30, 2010, which is actually half of Halloween. When a girl in the group decided to apply lipstick on me. Other than one guy saying "ew" and calling me a tranny, everyone seemed to accept me. I even wore it driving home to Long Beach, where I lived at the time. Even the guy who called me a tranny, who also called me gay and girl many times both before and after the lipstick scene, we still talk.
Of course, all the AA and natal birthday celebrations, Korean BBQs (I definitely outed myself here), museum trips, seeing a play about Bill W, the comedy club feel of the Friday night meeting, the love and support of the fellowship.
Yet I am soooooo scared of what might happen. Is the lipstick scene a preview of their acceptance, or is a mere lipstick scene really a completely different world from going full time as a woman?
The truth is, I would be devastated if I lost them. I really hope and pray to god that they accept me.
I just came out to two friends, one who is currently my neighbor, and the other who moved out last month. Both accept me, and we will see how that stands up over time.
Most of my friends from my past, from college, and work, I don't really talk to them any more. Some of these friendships were ended over alcoholism, as well as them being condescending, mean, and controlling of me. Others we are on good terms but we've all moved on with our own lives, often in different states, so I don't really keep in touch with them other than an occasional text - I usually text them for major holidays like New Year, Christmas, Thanksgiving, 4th of July.
So really who do I have left as friends in the cis-heteronormative world? AA. My sponsor, who doesn't go to my home group. And my sole AA group that I feel like I have been a part of for the past 7 years. The group that meets at the same time as my TG support group, so I alternate between AA and TG groups. The group that I feel like is a really special group, as a group. People who I love and have loved me for the past 7 years (some of them are newer to the group). A group that I feel like I am a part of except for my gender.
A group that when I went there last night, I got painful reminders of gender dysphoria. I am so used to going by my female name with my newly found friends in my TG support group and MCC, that I found myself not even saying my male name (when a few new people introduced themselves to me, I just hugged them and said welcome but didn't state my name) because I felt like my male name sounds like such a stranger to me, not to mention that if I slip my female name I have just outed myself and I am not out to them yet - I am planning on coming out soon. I got a reminder last night that we join AA to "find our true selves" - just yet another authentic self reminder. I also yet found myself feeling all sorts of guilt about coming out and will I be accepted as a woman, or even accepted at all as an individual.
When I went to fellowship last night, I had a great time, but I felt like I was living a lie. I felt like I was hiding something from them that I will be telling them soon. One of my friends, a really great guy, told me that a great job couldn't happen to a nicer guy, and I felt like "a nicer girl" but can't correct him yet, and not sure how long it will take, if ever, for him or anyone else, to get it right when I do tell them.
I saw the joy on the face of this guy who had trouble maintaining any significant length of sobriety when he told us that he had got one year last night. He looked happier than he ever had. I remember when he was so shy and we had to ask him how he was doing, and ask him questions just to stimulate a conversation, and last night he was initiating conversations with strangers on his own. He was smiling. I was so overjoyed to see him so happy, and am moved to tears as I am writing this. I told the waiter that it was his birthday, as we call it in AA, and he brought us some pie, on the house, and we all sang happy birthday to him.
Now it's just a matter of time before I come out as being transgender to this group. I seriously fear how they're going to react, and if they will accept me for the woman that I am am and becoming, over a significant length of time.
Will I be able to say in one year from now, that they, especially the ones closest to me, accept me for the woman that I am, or will they decide that I am some freak show and cold shoulder me? Will they say yes we accept you today, and then tomorrow not accept me?
And do I feel guilt about admitting that I am a woman to the group? Yes.
Do I worry that they won't accept me as a woman? Absolutely.
Do I worry that they won't accept me at all? Yes.
Do I worry that I will relapse if they don't accept me? Probably not. Although I was tempted to drink last year late July/early August when I was hitting my gender bottom. That was the only circumstance in which I was tempted to drink since I got a year sober.
This is the one group in the cis/heteronormative world that I feel like I am a part of. I don't identify with cis/heteronormative life. I do identify as an alcoholic, and we have the common bond of alcoholism and recovery, and the fellowship and all it's memories. Including the two fondest of them all, Halloween, 2008, when a woman bought a cat to the meeting and then to the restaurant afterwards. It was the cutest, cuddliest, little black kitten in the world. I really enjoyed that night. The other fondest memory was the infamous lipstick scene on April 30, 2010, which is actually half of Halloween. When a girl in the group decided to apply lipstick on me. Other than one guy saying "ew" and calling me a tranny, everyone seemed to accept me. I even wore it driving home to Long Beach, where I lived at the time. Even the guy who called me a tranny, who also called me gay and girl many times both before and after the lipstick scene, we still talk.
Of course, all the AA and natal birthday celebrations, Korean BBQs (I definitely outed myself here), museum trips, seeing a play about Bill W, the comedy club feel of the Friday night meeting, the love and support of the fellowship.
Yet I am soooooo scared of what might happen. Is the lipstick scene a preview of their acceptance, or is a mere lipstick scene really a completely different world from going full time as a woman?
The truth is, I would be devastated if I lost them. I really hope and pray to god that they accept me.