The post before the pics.....
May. 20th, 2006 01:00 amThis post is nothing more than pure boredom on a Friday night.
Well, I've been feeling so melancholy lately, so much remorse for the life that I used to live and what a waste it was. Waste in terms of not fully living, not being true to myself and letting fear dictate my life. I did some amazing things and met some amazing people along the way, but compared to my life now, it seems inconceivable to me now that I used to be a 'boy'.
Everyone struggles through life trying to figure out who they are. For some it is an easier challenge, like the child who knows at a young age what they are destined to do with their lives, and makes plans and sets goals to those ends. There are those who spend their whole lives in search of the answer, either not being sure there is one or frightened by the difficulty of life and their place in it. But as everyone must struggle to find out who they are, people with gender identity dysphoria must first deal with a more fundamental question of identity that most others take for granted, and that is WHAT they are. I have come to find out that (for me, at least) it is impossible to fully achieve an idea of who you are if you are struggling with what you are.
And now a few months into living fulltime as a woman, I'm just becoming aware of how much I haven't fully realized how greatly the process of gender transition has significantly changed me. I feel that it took me my whole life up until this point to finally figure out what I am. I am a woman. That is WHAT I am. But WHO am I? Now that I've got the WHAT part figured out, I'm starting to slowly gain a sense of WHO I am.
And so, as I'm looking forward, I can't help but look back of course. Many trans people would not want their 'before' pics floating around, but I don't care. I am always astonished by the physical change that is gender transition. So, if you've got the bandwidth, here are some of my before and after pics...
X-posted from my journal
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Well, I've been feeling so melancholy lately, so much remorse for the life that I used to live and what a waste it was. Waste in terms of not fully living, not being true to myself and letting fear dictate my life. I did some amazing things and met some amazing people along the way, but compared to my life now, it seems inconceivable to me now that I used to be a 'boy'.
Everyone struggles through life trying to figure out who they are. For some it is an easier challenge, like the child who knows at a young age what they are destined to do with their lives, and makes plans and sets goals to those ends. There are those who spend their whole lives in search of the answer, either not being sure there is one or frightened by the difficulty of life and their place in it. But as everyone must struggle to find out who they are, people with gender identity dysphoria must first deal with a more fundamental question of identity that most others take for granted, and that is WHAT they are. I have come to find out that (for me, at least) it is impossible to fully achieve an idea of who you are if you are struggling with what you are.
And now a few months into living fulltime as a woman, I'm just becoming aware of how much I haven't fully realized how greatly the process of gender transition has significantly changed me. I feel that it took me my whole life up until this point to finally figure out what I am. I am a woman. That is WHAT I am. But WHO am I? Now that I've got the WHAT part figured out, I'm starting to slowly gain a sense of WHO I am.
And so, as I'm looking forward, I can't help but look back of course. Many trans people would not want their 'before' pics floating around, but I don't care. I am always astonished by the physical change that is gender transition. So, if you've got the bandwidth, here are some of my before and after pics...
X-posted from my journal