The way to learn from our mistakes and heal is to analyze our life and the path we have chosen. Many people might want to call it regret, I like to call it growth. Sometimes we think one way in a certain stage of our lives, and then we find our views change as we grow older and wiser. I have made tons of mistakes in my life time, too many to mention, but one thing I do know is those mistakes help shape the person I am today. So no need crying over spilled milk or regretting a thing, I will just wipe my knees and move on.
I know now that I allowed fear to lead my life in so many ways, I also allowed the lack of self love to shape my world and life. I no longer feel I was born in the wrong body, what a crazy notion that was. I can say that decision was not sane, and if I would have had the proper therapies, as many are not getting, I would have never undergone such a drastic move. You tell a therapist what they are trained to hear, and you get a letter, hormones, and surgery, its that easy, and that is just wrong.
Mutilation of healthy breasts
I had body dysmorphic disorder, self esteem issues, I was sexually abused from a young age, and bad experiences with men, all which leads us into a path that is, well lets say, absurd. Now I don’t want to speak for every, I am learning that this disclaimer is need to prevent the mob from attacking, but I do want to say that it is important to really do soul searching and get as much help as you can before you embark on the trans disaster train. We are seeing way too many young people buying this trans agenda and ruining their lives.
Any how, I am excited for what lies ahead, it’s not going to be easy, but I know that it’s what I must do to make things right with myself. I look in the mirror now, comparing the pictures of my youth when I had not messed with myself. I can’t help but feel sadness and shame. But I do hope that my journey will help others, that way I won’t feel like my life has been such a waste.
I want to take this time to thank all of my sisters out there, who are being supportive of me. I want to thank Lynna, whom I know my decision has been hard to deal with, but this is who I am, and I can’t no longer continue to live a lie. How ironic is that not what most people say, when they transition?