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Realisation and acceptance
Feb. 2nd, 2009 03:40 pmMaybe it's having turned 25, but I realise how I'm moving away from the turmoil of my teens.
In my teens I dealt with being trans by repressing it.
I dealt with being bi by telling those I slept with, but no one else.
I dealt with getting together and then breaking the heart of someone I would perhaps describe as something of a soulmate, even though I hate that term.
I dealt with moving away from everyone I knew to go to boarding school. And then moving back three years later.
I dealt with coming to some terms with the fact that I was born female.
And these days?
I'm learning to accept the fact that I'm trans. I'm becoming the person I want to be. The woman and the man that I want to be. And I've actually started using the label, even though I'm not open about it.
It's common knowledge amongst friends that I'm bi. I'm slowly coming out to my family.
I have been in a relationship for more than 5 years, most of that time it's been poly too. And my girlfriend and I have been together for nearly 3 years. I know and accept that I'm not monogamous, and never could be. I'm open with friends but not family about this.
I struggled to keep friends through moves. But I've been friends with my best friend for nearly 8 years, and my current circle of friends came into existance a good few years ago now.
I was born into a female body. There's no real changing that and that's okay. I think I'd much rather be somewhere in the middle rather than to either extreme. Much like my sexuality.
I'm not completely there yet. I still have a lot of issues. But it does feel like I'm moving away from the fast paced speed with which things happen when you're a teenager and things happen at a slightly slower speed now. There's a stronger base from within, rather than from outside. I don't hate my body. I don't hate myself. I look forward to getting to know myself better.
In my teens I dealt with being trans by repressing it.
I dealt with being bi by telling those I slept with, but no one else.
I dealt with getting together and then breaking the heart of someone I would perhaps describe as something of a soulmate, even though I hate that term.
I dealt with moving away from everyone I knew to go to boarding school. And then moving back three years later.
I dealt with coming to some terms with the fact that I was born female.
And these days?
I'm learning to accept the fact that I'm trans. I'm becoming the person I want to be. The woman and the man that I want to be. And I've actually started using the label, even though I'm not open about it.
It's common knowledge amongst friends that I'm bi. I'm slowly coming out to my family.
I have been in a relationship for more than 5 years, most of that time it's been poly too. And my girlfriend and I have been together for nearly 3 years. I know and accept that I'm not monogamous, and never could be. I'm open with friends but not family about this.
I struggled to keep friends through moves. But I've been friends with my best friend for nearly 8 years, and my current circle of friends came into existance a good few years ago now.
I was born into a female body. There's no real changing that and that's okay. I think I'd much rather be somewhere in the middle rather than to either extreme. Much like my sexuality.
I'm not completely there yet. I still have a lot of issues. But it does feel like I'm moving away from the fast paced speed with which things happen when you're a teenager and things happen at a slightly slower speed now. There's a stronger base from within, rather than from outside. I don't hate my body. I don't hate myself. I look forward to getting to know myself better.
