Taylor105
05-13-2007, 11:01 AM
This may be a long post so thank you in advance to those of you who actually make it through it. I am having a journey through gender changes that seems to parrellel some of you. I identify with Felix really well in this aspect. Here is my timeline.
1...I always knew I was different growing up but I really didn't completely grasp it until I was very late into the game. At the age of 21 I got married to a man. I hate sharing that info. He was actually my best friend and we lived together as roommates and my mother kept pushing marriage and I finally succumbed because I was afraid of abandonment and figured that if I was married to him at least he couldn't leave me easily. My own insecurities. I mostly slept on the couch. We were married seven years and then we divorced. My choice. No children were born. Again, mostly because I spent the majority of the marriage on the couch. I was disgusted to sleep with him because I knew I loved women.
2....I left him, asked for a divorce. I felt bad for ruining his life. For pretending to be someone I was not. So I decided enough was enough and I moved out. I came out to everyone as a lesbian. I was accepted by everyone I told. My ex was the most upset but he even came around to accepting me. We remain friends to this day.
3...I started going to gay bars last year. When I got around the culture I realized that I loved women but just did not identify as one. I really had never known anyone like me. I felt like a boy inside. In thinking back I really always did. But I figured butch lesbian is all I would ever be.
4...I decided to do some web surfing to find out more about what I was feeling inside. I found you all. Everything clicked perfectly into place. I almost died several times over the last few years from starving myself to get the perfect boy body. When I found you all I realized there were actually clothes that helped flatten things out. I found that when I started to let go of the eating disorder and get healthy again I started looking more masculine versus the little waif like creature I was in anorexia mode. The first time I got my hair cut to look like a boy I felt the biggest sense of pride. Here I was. Emerging from this cocoon. And then my first packer. Well, I feel as complete as I can feel right now. Maybe I will look into T down the road but for right now I am happy with the Taylor that I am.
Here is the point of this post. I have a friend. Her name is Karen. She is a strong fundamentalist Christian. She has known me since I was married to a guy. She has watched me transition over the years. She got used to the fact that I was a "lesbian" even though it took her awhile to come to accept me. She never did nor will she ever accept same sex relationships though. Basically she just loved me in spite of it. Well, when I came out as trans she thinks I've taken it too far. I tried explaining to her that this is not something I just made up from the clear blue. That it just took me time to figure out who I am and now that I feel like I fit into life I am happy. She uses words like "I don't want to encourage this". Or "I know this is how you feel but I think you could get hurt" I know she is talking about spiritually but still I really got pissed at her. I sent her the pics of me in the tie and she didn't respond other than to say thanks for the pics. I asked her about it on the phone and she said she didn't want to say anything that would sound offensive so she didn't say anything at all. I asked her if there would ever come a day that she could accept me as a boy. She said she didn't know. I told her that I understood that it would take some time for it to sink in and that I hoped she could come to terms with it and accept me for who I am but I really don't think she ever will. She does not call me "he/him" and I don't think she ever will. She does call me Taylor. I have been going by Taylor since 2001. Anyway, I'm confused. I told her that when I come out to everyone I am going to give them all a chance to adjust but after a certain amount of time I am going to cut my losses if I have to because I have been miserable my whole life and now that I am happy being me I do not want to have people in my life who put a damper on my happiness by continuing to see me as a girl. I said even if it means losing you I will do it. Anyway, someone help me here. Am I being harsh? What should I do? I was screaming at her. I made her cry. I think the thing that pisses me off the most is that she uses terms like "choice" like I choose to be a boy. I can't get her to see that I always have been. I guess since she has known me since the beginning of my timeline. Who would "choose" to live in this kind of mayhem?? I will go now. I don't want to start soundind redundant!! Help!!
1...I always knew I was different growing up but I really didn't completely grasp it until I was very late into the game. At the age of 21 I got married to a man. I hate sharing that info. He was actually my best friend and we lived together as roommates and my mother kept pushing marriage and I finally succumbed because I was afraid of abandonment and figured that if I was married to him at least he couldn't leave me easily. My own insecurities. I mostly slept on the couch. We were married seven years and then we divorced. My choice. No children were born. Again, mostly because I spent the majority of the marriage on the couch. I was disgusted to sleep with him because I knew I loved women.
2....I left him, asked for a divorce. I felt bad for ruining his life. For pretending to be someone I was not. So I decided enough was enough and I moved out. I came out to everyone as a lesbian. I was accepted by everyone I told. My ex was the most upset but he even came around to accepting me. We remain friends to this day.
3...I started going to gay bars last year. When I got around the culture I realized that I loved women but just did not identify as one. I really had never known anyone like me. I felt like a boy inside. In thinking back I really always did. But I figured butch lesbian is all I would ever be.
4...I decided to do some web surfing to find out more about what I was feeling inside. I found you all. Everything clicked perfectly into place. I almost died several times over the last few years from starving myself to get the perfect boy body. When I found you all I realized there were actually clothes that helped flatten things out. I found that when I started to let go of the eating disorder and get healthy again I started looking more masculine versus the little waif like creature I was in anorexia mode. The first time I got my hair cut to look like a boy I felt the biggest sense of pride. Here I was. Emerging from this cocoon. And then my first packer. Well, I feel as complete as I can feel right now. Maybe I will look into T down the road but for right now I am happy with the Taylor that I am.
Here is the point of this post. I have a friend. Her name is Karen. She is a strong fundamentalist Christian. She has known me since I was married to a guy. She has watched me transition over the years. She got used to the fact that I was a "lesbian" even though it took her awhile to come to accept me. She never did nor will she ever accept same sex relationships though. Basically she just loved me in spite of it. Well, when I came out as trans she thinks I've taken it too far. I tried explaining to her that this is not something I just made up from the clear blue. That it just took me time to figure out who I am and now that I feel like I fit into life I am happy. She uses words like "I don't want to encourage this". Or "I know this is how you feel but I think you could get hurt" I know she is talking about spiritually but still I really got pissed at her. I sent her the pics of me in the tie and she didn't respond other than to say thanks for the pics. I asked her about it on the phone and she said she didn't want to say anything that would sound offensive so she didn't say anything at all. I asked her if there would ever come a day that she could accept me as a boy. She said she didn't know. I told her that I understood that it would take some time for it to sink in and that I hoped she could come to terms with it and accept me for who I am but I really don't think she ever will. She does not call me "he/him" and I don't think she ever will. She does call me Taylor. I have been going by Taylor since 2001. Anyway, I'm confused. I told her that when I come out to everyone I am going to give them all a chance to adjust but after a certain amount of time I am going to cut my losses if I have to because I have been miserable my whole life and now that I am happy being me I do not want to have people in my life who put a damper on my happiness by continuing to see me as a girl. I said even if it means losing you I will do it. Anyway, someone help me here. Am I being harsh? What should I do? I was screaming at her. I made her cry. I think the thing that pisses me off the most is that she uses terms like "choice" like I choose to be a boy. I can't get her to see that I always have been. I guess since she has known me since the beginning of my timeline. Who would "choose" to live in this kind of mayhem?? I will go now. I don't want to start soundind redundant!! Help!!