Do you like being a Trannie?
Lynne’s started something by mentioning acceptance in her last post.
This, I believe, is at the heart of being a happy trannie.
The way I see it is there’s two parts to becoming a “Happy Trannie”…
And BTW, this is not a checklist item, OK.
Part 1: Accepting the fact that you’re a trannie and that that is OK, in your head.
Part 2: Accepting that it’s OK in your heart.
And I believe it’s part 2 that finally unlocks the door to true trannie happiness/self-acceptance. But how you get to be in that place is a mystery to me, as in I don’t think you can plan for it. It eventually just happens, or not.
Some of the signs are a new found confidence and a happier disposition. Other than that I think it can have other effects. I mean, may be you’d end up going out more. Although for me it’s tended to work the other way. I don’t feel the urge to dress up and go out so much. And I don’t fret about it, just go with the flow.
What troubles me slightly is this notion of “feeling it in your heart”. I find it difficult to describe. Perhaps another way of putting it is say that the idea of being a trannie is OK finally becomes totally integrated into your “belief system” to the extent that you never, ever again question that what you’re doing is OK.
That doesn’t mean to say you don’t recognise that others may still have a problem with it (and may actually express their issues in a violent manner) but you totally believe it is OK. It’s actually a wonderful feeling. Anyone else experienced it? Or am I just deluding myself? ;-)
It still doesn’t mean it would be wise to go telling all and sundry as some people may try to cause problems for you. Only you can decide who and who shouldn’t know. And besides whose business is it to know about your personal life anyway?
OK, I’ll wrap this by saying I hope you like being where you’re at, and if you’re not quite in that place, persevere. It’ll be SO worth it! :)
on August 11th, 2007 at 10:25 pm
> It’s actually a wonderful feeling
It’s not just you, I feel that too. It is very hard to describe although it happened to me about 6 - 8 months ago. There was no fanfare or great weight lifted from my shoulders, just… well, peace really. I think you’re spot on with the ‘belief system’, it (TGism) just becomes natural.
I’m lucky enough to go out and socialise with a great bunch of TG folk and I think that has really helped. I no longer rush to dress up *whenever* the chance arises. Now, I can take or leave it. Sure, being online is good and while Internet friends are cool, it is not the same as sitting in the pub with them and just relaxing.
on August 12th, 2007 at 12:27 pm
“I feel that too…”
Yeah, it’s a realisation that I’m no longer thinking in my head that it’s OK but still continuing to justify it to myself. Now there’s no justification I just know it’s OK, end of story. And that’s where the relaxed attitude comes from. :)
I gave up dressing at home years ago, like you I find the socialising much more rewarding. The dressing up is just part and parcel of going out and enjoying the company of like-minded individuals, some of whom become friends and others just remain acquaintences. No different to “ordinary” everyday life really.
Hey, and the great news is I’ve picked up all my things from Vanessa. She’s been working away from home so much much that it’s been very difficult to meet up and go out together. This means that after the first week of September I’ll be in position to come over to Notts Chams. Don’t say I didn’t warn you! :)
on August 13th, 2007 at 9:40 pm
> some of whom become friends…
A bit like work really. Some folk you click with, others you do not.
> warn you
I’m sure you’ll be made to feel very welcome. Well, I hope so anyway! :-D
on September 7th, 2007 at 12:17 pm
I thought I’d put in my tuppence worth.
It is only in the last few years that I’ve accepted dressing up as being O.K. Only a handful of people know about it and that’s the way I prefer it. Once you accept it, it becomes less of a thrill and and more of a hobby. My partner nows shakes her head and and smiles wearily if I’ve left some items of clothing out or finds me wearing jewelry. Its not a big deal.
The thought of ridicule keeps me from going out ” frocked up” ~( so far anyway), but that’s my choice.
What I find wonderful is accepting my feminine side and not having to pretend to be macho. It’s O.K. if others think I act a bit girlie and love my dancing more than a bloke “should”. I enjoy a much wider range of reading and activities that I did when I felt guilty about being a tranny.
It is a more rounded and happier lifestyle. For example I’ve had a few girlie nights in ( not dressed up) with my step daughter when she broke up with her boyfriend and we watched girlie flicks and feasted on chocolate ice-cream. More than any Alpha male would admit to enjoying.
I wonder how many mainstream blokes just sometimes wish they could let their hair down and forget about the supposed differences in gender.
One thing is for sure, the more you fight it, the more stressful you get.
Vive la difference!
Julie
xx