At my hairdresser yesterday, she asked me a question her transgender son brought up…does a transgender transition ever end. Her son felt as if it would never stop primarily because he would have to take hormones for the rest of his life. I agreed with that plus added in for me I wondered if my Trans-PTSD would ever go away.
An example happened today. Being Saturday, I went with Liz to two of her martial arts classes and went to the grocery store. Going into today and still loving my latest hair do, I thought I was doing my best to look good.
It must have worked, because everywhere I went, I didn’t have any problems. Well, actually, I did have a problem, myself. No matter how hard I tried, once again I couldn’t relax and live in the moment. All of a sudden, I was no better off than when I was a beginning cross dresser so many years ago.
I still don’t know how long it will take for it to ever go away. Perhaps it never will. Maybe living all those years as a guy will always imprint me.
