Worlds Colliding
Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2005 3:43 pm
When I came out to my wife (and therapist and myself, really!) some 8 years ago I began to notice a pattern to my life. I would seem to slowly travel along a spectrum of two completely autonomous worlds.
In the first world I would view my gender issue as a very real and accepted part of me. I would be completely at home thinking and feeling my feminine side. And of course, I would crossdress.
In the second world I would go on with life pretty much as before, but no integration of my female feelings. In fact, the very existense of this female side seems foreign and not part of me at all when I am in this phase. I often find myself thinking how strange it was last week when I thought this female stuff was a real part of me. I also crossdress in this world, just not as frequently. And it is almost like sleepwalking, no acknowledgement of the act.
It feels like a struggle sometimes but I know in my heart that I will come back to the first world and inevitably I do. I try not to make judgements on which is better or right for me and follow my feelings. Whatever is right at the time is right. At the time.
I guess in a sense, before I came out I was always in the second world, where I would not acknowledge my female self.
Does anyone else experience this sort of personal dichotomy? The whole thing feels wierd, but I am not cowed by wierdness anymore. I just sometimes wonder who the hell I am!
In the first world I would view my gender issue as a very real and accepted part of me. I would be completely at home thinking and feeling my feminine side. And of course, I would crossdress.
In the second world I would go on with life pretty much as before, but no integration of my female feelings. In fact, the very existense of this female side seems foreign and not part of me at all when I am in this phase. I often find myself thinking how strange it was last week when I thought this female stuff was a real part of me. I also crossdress in this world, just not as frequently. And it is almost like sleepwalking, no acknowledgement of the act.
It feels like a struggle sometimes but I know in my heart that I will come back to the first world and inevitably I do. I try not to make judgements on which is better or right for me and follow my feelings. Whatever is right at the time is right. At the time.
I guess in a sense, before I came out I was always in the second world, where I would not acknowledge my female self.
Does anyone else experience this sort of personal dichotomy? The whole thing feels wierd, but I am not cowed by wierdness anymore. I just sometimes wonder who the hell I am!