You don't have to hate me

You don’t have to hate me. Because I am not trying to stand on any ground you claim as yours. You don’t have to hate me because I have always been taught to hate myself. I can take it from here. Ever since I was four I felt I was somehow wrong and when IContinue reading “You don't have to hate me”

Taking the easy way out

Suicide is never the answer to any problem we face. Impossibile problems and fears might fill our mind right now. They can drive us to the depths of despair, today, but that won’t always be the case. Problems don’t age well and they usually fade with time. How you feel right now isn’t how youContinue reading “Taking the easy way out”

Not asking much

Transphobic and TERFS only seek to exclude. Their motives are based purely on hate, bigotry and prejudice.

I’m not exceptional

I’ve always been pretty average. Average intelligence, average academically, at sports. Same goes for drawing, painting, singing, dancing. The list goes on. So why am I telling you this? It’s because I have always hated myself for not having the courage to transition. I talk the talk (in my head mostly) but … you canContinue reading “I’m not exceptional”

An inspirational woman

I had a meeting yesterday with a wonderful person. After interacting with her via email for a while, when she was visiting from the US she wanted to meet face to face. As I met her in reception I realised she was transgender. She was confident, gregarious, happy and outgoing. She is also very successful.Continue reading “An inspirational woman”

And so it is

I’ve not posted in a while because to be honest I have been feeling much more able to cope and feel less need to vent. When I get these brief periods of respite it makes me feel like I can make it. Maybe I can get to the end of my life without anyone closeContinue reading “And so it is”

5 things I would say

There are five things I would like to say to myself at eighteen years old. Don’t feel ashamed of who you are You are not crazy, worthless, deviant, insignificant or hopeless No matter how hard you try, no matter what you do, there is nothing that will ever make you a man You can’t hideContinue reading “5 things I would say”

A basic sense of self

I have come this far. I think I have worked through a lot of self hatred and denial. I can accept who I am. I think I even understand some of it. Talking to some of the wonderful, beautiful people who have contacted me has helped me to realise that it’s possible for there toContinue reading “A basic sense of self”

Birth Gender

I’ve never accepted my birth gender. From my first memories at four years old to right now. Early on my requests to dress as a girl and play with girl’s toys were angrily rejected by my parents leaving me bewildered. I stopped believing in a benevolent god when I was very young because my desperateContinue reading “Birth Gender”

Giving up on Therapy

At times I feel like giving up on therapy. I feel like I am sometimes just talking in circles. “Yep, still dysphoric, nothing I can do about it”. In our last session my therapist asked me what it was I really wanted deep down. The truth is the same as it was when I firstContinue reading “Giving up on Therapy”

Going nowhere

I don’t know how I can make things better. I don’t know how I can move forward. I really want to. I know I don’t want to die. My family need me and I love them. I can’t bear living as a man any longer I’m so tired and sick of having to do it everyContinue reading “Going nowhere”

Transgender children

When I was four I knew how I felt. I still felt the same way at eight and nine. At thirteen my feelings hadn’t changed but I was beginning to feel the pressure as puberty meant time was running out for me. By sixteen I was distraught and stopped dressing because I hated my appearanceContinue reading “Transgender children”

When I was 19

Talking to my therapist about my gender issues has made me relive many moments from my life I have pushed aside. Some of them are so sad that tears run down my cheeks when I recall them. The pain of it is sometimes unbearable. There was a short space of time though, maybe just aContinue reading “When I was 19”

How does it feel

As I walked away from my first therapy session I felt very strange. It was liberating to tell someone out loud who I really am and how it feels every day to pretend to be someone else. My whole life I have had to present this “expected person” to the world. He’s my greatest creation.Continue reading “How does it feel”