We are only given as much as we can handle and sometimes we need help to realize the best way to carry or position this weight we feel upon ourselves. I have stopped in occasionally here, and read mostly, juggling all the different aspects of the members of this site. Overall, a highly supportive group, and as we are all individuals, sometimes I get lost in the preconceived emotions that I read into typed words as I quickly shut down inside and log out. My wife and I have been growing together, me mostly, due to my slowly building ability to be open about this long closed subject. I have opened as a person, discovering what it is about all of this that will lead me to the next chapter(s) in my life. I have to admit, I stopped watching "I am Kait" at episode three because it scared me back into my cave to ponder how I was going to put all this behind me once and for all. I have seen and felt the forward inertia pushing me down a road I may or not be able to back from or may lose many of the closest people in my life along the way.
I find the term I give myself "Dude in a dress" the most comforting and I can admit that there are very feminine aspects to my physique, personality, and desires out of life. Yet, the many gender variant terms out there leave me scratching my head and wondering, I really can't stand being labeled in any aspect of my life, because I have never felt I fit into any particular grouping. We are all individuals trying to make sense out of our lives and our souls journey, trying to find balance and happiness in everything that we are. My wife was very open this Christmas with buying TJ clothing, jewelry, and perfume. The acceptance I found at home has been uplifting to my inner voice challenging me to find who it is I want to be to be HAPPY. I have been wearing make-up in small doses, underdressing more, and maintained a more open, everyday fact of the matter dialogue with my wife. So with our last conversation, we realized we were just talking and I could not fully determined who this person I wake up to in the mirror is, as it seems to be multiple pieces of two individuals. Somehow, I need to cohesively meld the two together, finding the stable ground within myself to be able to stand up and see the world as I was born to see it.
I am growing out my hair, twenty years of shaving it and seeing it now at about a three month growth with scheduled cuts and shaping has given me a new fresh person to look at as I get ready every morning. Was hard to tell my friend of over ten years who cuts my hair what it was that has brought me to do this as I showed her a picture of a pixie cut that caught my interest and asked her if she thought I could pull it off. We had worked together before and had shared many a conversation about every other life topic but she was the first person outside of my wife who now knew about TJ. Scary and a weight off my shoulders all at the same time.
So coming to terms...or am I. Made a call to talk with someone Monday and have an appointment in two weeks. I am excited to let this dark matter out that I have buried and hidden so deep inside. An undue stress to my soul leaving a black cancerous mark on its core. I haven't posted a lot in a long while, so bear with the short story and I would just like to ask for the continued support I have always felt here from everyone and I will try to post any updates as taking the time to write is also therapeutic.