I may be getting a bit too personal at this point, but I have no where else to say these things anonymously that I feel comfortable in doing so.
I dreamt that I was a woman and I was pregnant, about to have a kid. I was weirdly happy and excited. When I woke up I just felt…sad. I felt like something was taken from me. I felt sad I wasn’t a woman and wasn’t a mother to be.
I’ll admit now that I’ve dealt with gender dysphoria for a while now. I have thought long and hard about it, talked to professionals about it, prayed about it and everything. I never found a way I was happy with coping with it and I doubt I will out of fear of rejection and fear of regret in making irreversible decisions.
Honestly, I had begun to just sort of force myself to forget...
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