Hi all,
When I don't write, it's usually because things are going okay. Not the case for Thursday and Friday; I was too depressed to write. Where to begin?
Transition is on hold indefinitely. Certainly need a job first. Plus, have been missing my son terribly.
Called my wife and told her I was considering moving to the town 30 minutes from her and getting a low-paying job* with the goal of regular unsupervised contact with our boy. She said I need to establish a track record first; thoughts of death were too prevalent when I was back home. She said occasional trips to the area would be acceptable, with supervised contact. (*The market for computer jobs is very small in rural north Florida.)
Thoughts of death were prevalent Thursday and Friday. Why? I suppose because of rejection by wife/in-laws and perceived rejection by some members of my family. (With my family, it's more complicated. The TSism isn't so bad as the pending divorce and "abandonment" of my child. But it all adds up to distance/rejection.) Here is how the rejection feels: "Bryan" is accepted but "Terri" is an undesirable. If I want acceptance, I need to re-adopt Bryan's personna. But that's not ME, so I feel rejected.
In case you wondering: I haven't been praying for death. Been resisting the urge, but consider it victory to not pray for death.
Mildly amusing and ironic: When you reveal something as dramatic as TSism and go through turmoil such as this, people start telling you what they really think about you, i.e., what character flaws they have noticed for a long time. Gets me thinking, "Well, sounds like there were aspects of Bryan you didn't care for at all. So why do you want to resurrect him? Aren't some changes preferrable?"
With the flak I received from my family about "abandoning" my child, the divorce has been rubbing me the wrong way. After all, court papers are supposed to contain the truth, correct? Told my wife I was going to insist on truth: She told me to leave. She's the one who wants the divorce. And if I'm not transitioning, then why shouldn't I have unsupervised contact with our boy?
Yet later that day, was thinking, "Don't fight it." As a transsexual, I don't know how how reliable my promises are or what ability I have to forestall transition.
Regarding living arrangements, was planning to move in with the male on Monday. But started thinking, "Where is my next hug going to come from? How long will I have to wait?" I don't want to become co-dependent on my housemate. An article in the Chicago paper spoke of the importance of local diners in the social lives of lonely people, and mentioned an elderly woman who had gone three years without a hug. How sad.
I was starting to consciously shutdown my personality and withdraw, saying to myself, "I've been an ultra-introvert in the past, so I can be one again. If they don't want Terri, they won't have Bryan either." Reminiscent of the Simon and Garfunkel song that goes, "I am a ROCK! I am an ISLAND!"
Was even feeling like not going to church. After all, if the church-goers knew the inside me, they wouldn't want me in their midst. So I may seek a GLBT-friendly church regardless of whether I transition or not.
As humans, we have a need to be accepted for who we are. It's empty to be loved for the person we project -- if it's not the real us. "So what if they love Bryan? Terri is very alone and suffering in silence."
On Thursday, was thinking about moving to Chicago again. Philadelphia's never-ending narrow streets were getting on my nerves. Plus the social opportunities in Philly look bleak. Erica's crisis has me thinking seriously about Chicago again. I don't have any stakes in Philly.
So: Do I sound conflicted or what?!!
Terri
P.S. to Plix:
plix (imported) wrote: Fri Aug 18, 2006 12:28 pm
By the way, I would suggest that an MtF rooming with a straight male might actually be fun, depending on the circumstances.
Funny!