Darlene,
Interestingly enough, and you may find this hard to beleive, but I empathize with those who share your point of view.
Not just on this one issue about educating others about crossdressing, but about making society in general my business.
I coached little league football for many years, and was on the board that made the rules. It was my intention to influence our youth in a positive way. And making it more fair by being on the board and getting rules changed that favored gifted athletes.
I have helped people recover from drug addition. I have helped people to better themselves at work so they could prosper and improve thier lives. And it was incredibly fulfilling. Were there disapointments? You bet. And they could have been avoided had I not interjected myself. But to me the sense of being a part of this whole thing, and contributing in a positive way is who I am.
Darlene wrote:
Speaking for myself (although I suspect that there are others who feel the same way) I believe your journey is more difficult than mine.
I suspect this is because of what you were saying about it being who you are. For me, your way would be harder. I have not chosen the harder journey for me, I have chosen the one that fulfills me. So to not be fulfilled would be a much harder journey for me. You do not feel this need, so to you it is wasted effort, I suspect. I don't mean to presume what you think, just trying to grasp what you have said.
For me an action to reach out and connect with others, and to get them to understand me is more about the action than the success. I know I won't reach everyone, but I also know that everyone will not be reached. For me those few victories are very fullfilling and make it time well spent. For me it is not a failure because I failed to reach a specific person, or did reach everyone.
So perhaps what we need is not to feel empathy for one another, but to understand that our journey takes different roads, each chosing the one that is easiest for themselves. Just as you would not walk my road, I also can not walk yours. I think that is what you were saying in your last post?
Love always,
Elizabeth