Well, I had what may turn out to be my last summer outing with my daughter today. We went to "Capital EX" which is a fair and carnival and exposition all rolled into one. We went on a number of rides together, ate junk food, she got a chance to sit in a room full of butterflies, it was a good day. So why do I say it may be my last outing with her? Well, for starters, for the month of August her mother has booked time with her, so that's this summer done. And by next summer, I will be probably be at a crisis point, unable to tolerate being stuck as I am much beyond that point, especially if by then I'm on hormones. I'll either have little choice but confront the ex with my decisions, or crawl back into the closet and wait for the breakdown. Ah, well.
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When I really transitioned I had to first accept myself. I told my daughter she was 11 at the time why her mother and I divorced.
I learned a couple of things, "Those that mind dont matter,Those that matter don't mind" also "There are no wrong answers"
We often live by our perception of how others see us, when in fact most people are too busy to even notice. So your ex has to be told, get all of your paper work from your therapist, and doctors. Ensure you have a strong support group, Stand firm, As much as you fear losing your daughter, you are not a pediphile, a pervert, nor crazy. You are not going to lose your daughter if you are open and honest with her.
My daughter who is now 23 resides with me and not her mother. Her own choice. She has learned to be accepting of others no matter the differences.
I don't know the age of your daughter, but aftyer you tell her go on a mother daughter outing, just the two of you. Show her you care about her and that your gender is important to your own happiness.
Jill Micayla
Be kinder than necessary,Because everyone you meet
Is fighting some kind of battle.
Jill Micayla
Be kinder than necessary,Because everyone you meet
Is fighting some kind of battle.
One Season at a time!
...Between now and next summer a lot can happen. Do you really envision yourself 'crawling' back into the closet after coming out with the success you've had so far. Your counselor and perhaps a lawyer can help you explore your options before that time arrives? Either way, you had a wonderful time with your daughter, and that's such a lovely thing!
Dio vi benedica tutti
Con grande amore e di affetto
Andrea Lena
Love, Andrea Lena
No negative prophesies!
Yes, for me transition was worse than Nuclear warfare and I lost, but as I distance myself from the horror, I wonder if transition need not be so traumatic that it makes one a tiresom drama queen. There were a couple years there when every day was the absolute worst disaster that could posibly happen to me, but somehow either things settled out or I did.
I think a lot of it dealt with my expecations. I originally blithely expected everyone around me to addapt. Well, they didn't, none of them. So finally it was obvious that I had to write them off more certainly than a full load of freight on a sunken ship.
So, with your daughter, just tell her how much you love her and don't make everything about you and your problems, because hers are worse to her than yours are to you. She's just lost her dad, for gosh sakes. I hope that her mom is not actively sabotaging everthing you do. My X told some huge woppers about me, and they believed her.
Now days, the only way I stay alive is to devote myself to the welfare of others and do my best helping people whose problems are worse than mine, and you can believe that there are lots of them. And, when I feel the worst and am crying the hardest, that is the time for me to call someone to see how they are doing and I make the conversation about them, not me. Often they don't even know how sad I was. Believe me, there are a couple of very well meaning people who have called the police on me and once they packed me off to the pink room. I am thankful that they did, but I never want to put anyone to the trouble again.
Chin up.
Gwendolyn