I am breaking free of the medication fog a bit. I feel really numb emotionally, with spurts of anger and self-hate. Makes it hard to move into my job tonight with the kids. Hard to express that they should love themselves enough to resist dark things when I really have no love for myself.
I have to put on the boy suit that hides my true self. It is hard to keep from expressing myself as a male when I have so many girls in crisis. The female me is hurting for them and I know for society's rules I can't really help in ways that matter because I am not outwardly the gender needed.
I am really messed up inside. I probably was kinda short in replying to Star. Yeah Star sent me messages and the health issues I was worried about were the deal. I figure that some I reached out to knew this and just didn't tell me. I was messed up on the med when I replied, so I now think back and figure I was not nice, no really mean, just a numb reply. Probably let my hurt in too much.
If I had the social skills to deal with relationships, then I guess I would not be a 40 year old virgin T-girl stuck in a male body. As the Firefly quote goes, "If wishes were horses we all would be eating meat." The picture here is how I wish I appeared. I bet I would have no problem, even if I were shy finding a girlfriend or a boy to play with. people like me live in a prison. We can't really trust anyone. For me if my town discovered I was Transgendered, I would be demonize. All sources of income would be ended. I bet many already think I am gay. Being 40 and single in this area just has those assumptions. Now I even have to think about how dishonest I would be if I did find some woman interested in me.
Time to get in the costume and be the boy for a few hours. I am glad to know Star is doing better, I just wish I could let go enough where I don't hurt so much every time she disappears.
Alexia
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
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