I almost found myself coming out to just about everyone over the weekend including my parents. I don’t know what it is, but in some periods it seems that it’s next to impossible to even think about transitioning and then other times it’s as if you could tell anyone and not care about any negative reactions.
I didn’t end up telling anyone, but I think I may have set some groundwork for coming out to my parents. We ended up having a discussion that’s continued into emails about why I am so negative toward the Christian school I went to from kindergarten to 12th grade.
They keep telling me to look at the positives and I know I should, but all I have seen for the past few years is that I wasted twenty-some years of my life chasing after fulfillment in something that required me to be contrary to who I actually was. I always wondered why it was so hard growing up and why I kept having these lapses into this “sin.” Now it’s clear that what I was doing was not wrong and was in fact just who I was. I just wish I had been able to accept that earlier in life.
Anyway, enough of the ranting. I just wanted to get some of that out and to try to get in the habit of posting more often. That was on my mind, so that’s what came up.
Take care everyone.
em
P.S. I think I like signing things “em.” It’s shorter and I think I like it, but I’m unsure. Every time I do it I think of em dashes. Maybe I should just sign things “—”
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