Dr.Palutena
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welcome friend.
wilkommen!Also... um... as this is my first post here... Hello TransGAF!
And just so you know it this is all your fault,you!thank
Also... um... as this is my first post here... Hello TransGAF!
And just so you know it this is all your fault,you!thank
wilkommen!
(that's proper German, right?)
Hooray!Did you all read these good news? I remember the awful thread we had about it, but I'm glad it was ruled in her favor! sucks that something as inoffensive as what bathroom she gets to use has to be debated, but in the end she won.
This is exactly the same things my parents said when I told them.
To which I mentally replied "Yeah, like I'd be ever get caught by you".
I can only speak about my personal (and fairly recent) experience, but I always felt as my womanly side was something I'd need to hide, due to both fear of what my parents would think/react and social pressure. So I guess it's pretty normal, things should get better with time.
Also... um... as this is my first post here... Hello TransGAF!
And just so you know it this is all your fault,you!thank
Went to Houston Pride Festival and Parade today.
400k people showed up! It was hot and steamy! June is pride month worldwide. Usually Houston pride fest is last weekend of June. Next year when June hits, see when Pride is.
Well, I've got some good news. While things haven't been great yet with my counselor (Still only had two appointments, so more or less setting things up, getting to know me, etc.), I managed to talk to my Mom about this. More or less, she's completely supportive, wanting me to be comfortable and be able to "be myself". She wants me to understandably take things slow, which makes sense with all the anxiety and depression issues I have, but otherwise, just talk to my counselor and make sure I'm 100% before I take the next step.
Belated birthday grats!
Happy, belated, Dai~! -hugs-
-Hugs- what's important is for you to be who you are and to stay safe.Tried one last time, and well I'm shit out of luck. No way its going to happen in this relationship. I have to get out asap ):
Congrats! Each barrier broken counts.Not really sure how relevant this is to the thread, but I just realized that since I've graduated from high school, now there's one less thing to prevent me from moving forward.
The other day I went out to dinner with my mom and sister. When the waitress came to our table she said anything to drink, ladies?
That's great!The other day I went out to dinner with my mom and sister. When the waitress came to our table she said anything to drink, ladies?
The other day I went out to dinner with my mom and sister. When the waitress came to our table she said anything to drink, ladies?
Random side note: My Mom forced me to get a haircut today. I had pretty good length hair, now down to practically nothing. I miss my hair. I miss the independent flow it had... moving my head to feel it lag behind...
So... things haven't been that great for me. Yes, I have been talking to my Mom about things, as well as my counselor, but it feels like things are falling apart for me. My depression has been really severe lately. No, no self-harming, just self-doubting, not wanting to wake up in the morning, wanting everything over with. It took a bit for me to try to get through my Mom's mind that I don't want to "be just some crossdresser". I feel like I'm more knowledgable about the topic than my own counselor, which doesn't help. And worse yet....
I've got the feelings of doubt in my mind? Who am I? What am I? For a while, it felt like there were two bubbles in my mind: One large one, and one small one. The large one was my main feelings, the ones that were making me happy: Complete acceptance of myself as Transgender, comfort thinking about the future, stuff like that. The small bubble was, for lack of a better term, Male me, concerned about whether this is the best thing for myself, whether it's truely what I want. After one of my appointments, I had some thoughts flow through my head about what it'd be like to be a parent, specifically a father.
What's going through my mind now is, Do I want this, or do I feel like I need this to truely be myself? Am I using this as an escape because of my anxiety and depression? Its like that small bubble has now taken over my mind, filling it with doubt.
*Sigh*
"When the question is reframed as such, suddenly those self-denials, those ridiculous, painful, self-destructive demands we place on ourselves to come up with “proof” of being trans suddenly start looking a whole lot less valid and rational. When we replace the question “Am I sure I’m trans?” with the question “Based on the evidence that is available, and what my thoughts, behaviours, past and feelings suggest, what is more likely: that I’m trans or that I’m cis?” what was once an impossible, unresolvable question is replaced by one that’s answer is painfully obvious. Cis people may wonder about being the opposite sex, but they don’t obsessively dream of it. Cis people don’t constantly go over the question of transition, again and again, throughout their lives. Cis people don’t find themselves in this kind of crisis. Cis people don’t secretly spend every birthday wish on wanting to wake up magically transformed into the “opposite” sex, nor do they spend years developing increasingly precise variations of how they’d like this wish to be fulfilled. Cis people don’t spend all-nighters on the internet secretly researching transition, and secretly looking at who transitioned at what age, how much money they had, how much their features resemble their own, and try to figure out what their own results would be. Cis people don’t get enormously excited when really really terrible movies that just happen to include gender-bending themes, like “Switch” or “Dr. Jekyl And Mrs. Hyde”, randomly pop up on late night TV, and stay up just to watch them. Etc."
Random side note: My Mom forced me to get a haircut today. I had pretty good length hair, now down to practically nothing. I miss my hair. I miss the independent flow it had... moving my head to feel it lag behind...
Oh no :x
My hair is the most important thing in the world to me right now. It's slowly growing out and the only part about me that is remotely feminine. You should try to explain to your mom how important it is to you assuming you feel the same way.
Random side note: My Mom forced me to get a haircut today. I had pretty good length hair, now down to practically nothing. I miss my hair. I miss the independent flow it had... moving my head to feel it lag behind...
I agree with Emi that you should explain to your mom the importance of your hair being a certain length. I grew my hair out shoulder length, but was undergoing doubts and had it cut; maybe it was a way for me to get something out of my system, but I can say that I wish I had never cut it in the first place. I have been growing it back out again though.
Man these posts make me feel weird because I prefer my hair to be shorter. (Although that's probably only because when it gets long, I end up with old woman curly hair. :\)
I really like shorter hair, but my biggest masculine queues are my hairline and a slightly larger jaw. Long hair helps out with both and adds another feminine queue when I'm still not being read correctly all the time.
Man these posts make me feel weird because I prefer my hair to be shorter. (Although that's probably only because when it gets long, I end up with old woman curly hair. :\)
Random side note: My Mom forced me to get a haircut today. I had pretty good length hair, now down to practically nothing. I miss my hair. I miss the independent flow it had... moving my head to feel it lag behind...