Last night I almost gave up.

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Over the last few weeks I've been feeling more and more like there's no point in continuing, with my transition, or my life. It seems that every time I manage to make some progress, something happens to set me back, not only in my transition, but also in my personal life. Last night it almost got me.

I know the extended frigid weather has something to do with my feelings, but I don't think it's a very big part of it. My life has been a series of missteps, blunders, and self destruction, and although my transition has gone rather smoothly compared to others, that's been about the only bright spot in the last three years.

Everything else has been a struggle to just be me, but I don't know any more, who "me" is! Along the way, I've lost some friends, not through death or desertion, but from life itself. Some moved away, some just stopped talking to me. I've tried WAY too hard to keep a relationship going that never really started. It was mostly all in my imagination, and the "relationship crashed and burned because I misunderstood some things that were said in passing, and because I was desperate for someone to just love ME!

My home situation has become tenuous. After 18 years of living together, she and I hardly even talk any more. It's not that we have come to dislike one another, but more like there's just nothing more to talk about. We used to go out and do things together. Not big things, just two friends enjoying each others company. It's literally been years since we've done anything like that again. Maybe we've become so used to the other one being around, that we're now taking each other for granted, I don't know.

What I DO know is, more and more, I just don't feel like getting out of bed, or even getting dressed. Nothing seems to spark my interest any more. More and more, I find myself asking myself, why should I even bother, or care? I know that these are some of the signs of depression. I also know that not working is beginning to wear on me.....a lot. I have nothing to do all day except sit in front of this damned laptop and read stories and watch MST3K episodes, with the TV on in the background so I can hear voices.

I can't work because of my physical condition, and I'm alone almost every day and night. I can't go out anywhere to do some of the things I used to love doing, like fishing, or bowling, because I'm too damned broke to be able to afford a fishing license or even the expense of bowling a few games. Even "dressing" has become a chore I don't do much any more.

I just feel very alone and confused, and I don't know what to do about it. I don't like volunteering either. I just feel useless and unwanted, and even though I know so many others have it much worse than I do, it doesn't seem to make me feel any better...only guilty that I have it better than some do. I don't sleep well, and, when I finally DO sleep, it's only for a couple of hours before my dreams/nightmares wake me up.

I don't want to feel the way I do, but nothing I try to do seems to make any difference in how I DO feel. Oh, I'll seek professional help before I get to the point where I feel it'd be better to just go to sleep and never wake up again, but right now I just feel useless, unwanted, unloved and worthless.

Maybe I should just shut the computer down, but it's my only social outlet, my only interaction to the world outside my room.

I'm sorry if this sounds like a "poor me" blog. You all are the only ones I can talk to and know you'll listen, and if I don't talk about this shit, it'll overwhelm me. That, I know.

Like I said, If I feel myself slipping further into this "funk", I WILL seek counseling. For now, just getting this stuff off my chest, helps.

Cathy

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Cathy, I know exactly where

Cathy,

I know exactly where you are coming from on this, I've been right there too. My lady and I who have been together 19 years also got to that point of ennui, and simply weren't talking anymore. We both lived in our computers.

Same with dressing, same with going and doing things. Same with being out of work. I get it all.

If you EVER want to talk to me, please email me at [email protected]. I won't have a problem chatting via email. (don't do chats or other kind of things.)

However, we have started working through things, talking about nothing, talking about thoughts, trying to keep each other in our lives. We do talk about nothing. Politics, the weather, roleplaying, what I'm thinking right now and more. It has rekindled our interest in each other. It's hard, but it is something that has to be done in order to stay together. That is, if you want to stay together.

Do get busy, even if it is only hobby level things. I do leatherwork, and I try to get connected to others on twitter. I do walk all over, so I do get out. Yes, some of this is because of being trapped inside without light. Open the windows, go outside for a while. DO walk to the store, or just go walking to the strip malls you always wanted to see. Park the car and do it. That won't cost anything but time, and the benefits to you are worth that.

Do go to the doctor and talk to them. Some meds can help.

I wish I could give other suggestions, but I'm working on it myself. Getting a job will help a lot, we need to work.
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I have been there myself

every discouragement in my attempts to transition has led to depression. But I wanted to make sure you heard this loud and clear: You are NOT useless, unwanted, unloved, or worthless. You ARE useful, wanted, loved, and precious. Please dont wait for things to get worse, or you may wait too long. Seek counseling, now.

"Treat everyone you meet as though they had a sign on them that said "Fragile, under construction"

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Hello.

I read your post and though I have minimized my presence here, I felt a need to break my own rules, and try and respond.

I would like to say, "Yes, I know," but, going by my own experiences, it is not really helpful to say that - for example, I knew that saying that to someone I knew who just lost a beloved relative wouldn't really have helped her, for such words, repeated too often, become cheap and meaningless, especially if it came from a stranger, and I have not earned the right to call myself your friend.  I have now come to know that at such moments, the correct thing to do is the girl thing - to be there, lend a comforting presence, be there with a tissue or something, and allow the other person to unburden herself.  I know I am grateful for those women in my life who have been there for me when I didn't really need them to "fix" anything (to fix things is the guy perspective), but just to be there for me, and allow me to unburden.

I have, in the past, used BCTS, and my BCTS friends, in that way.  You and I are lucky to have such a community where we can find that kind of support.

But if there is still a bit of that guy in you, that is looking for someone to fix things, well, the bitter truth is that no one can do that except you.

One time, a BCTS friend once said that he/she rarely left his/her place anymore, and usually only had the dust bunnies under his/her bed as his/her only companions.  We had ended up talking about trying to make plans for her to be more active, even to do such simple things as get up from the bed everyday, get showered and dressed, and go out. We started making a simple plan of doing basic, daily things.  It was premised on what my therapist said to me - that inaction causes one to feel depressed, and if that remains the norm for too long, it can be detrimental to the person in a very fundamental and permanent way.

Therefore, one must find ways to keep herself active, even if it is just with daily, mundane things.

Anyway, we had drawn up a basic schedule of things to do, but I don't know what became of that plan - slowly that BCTS friend and I chatted less and less.  Oh, we haven't given up being friends, but we don't chat much anymore.

I guess I pushed too hard.  I hope she's better now - at least I heard she's still around and still giving as good as she ever got here in BCTS.

Anyway, this therefore led me to the conclusion that, regardless of whatever someone does to try and "fix" things for someone, ultimately, the solution lies only with the person that has the problem.

One other time, I tried to "fix" another BCTS friend's problem (I guess the man in me hasn't been fully laid to rest, yet). This was a feisty, opinionated and irascible friend (and I mean all that in a good way :)) ) who went through a dip in her own emotions, and had to endure an operation that severely hampered her mobility besides, plus other things that I will not get into now.  I don't know how it happened but our chats ended up with me suggesting a similar thing - to make a plan of the necessary things she needs to do, and stick to the plan.  She said that she didn't really believe 90% of my crap, but she went along.  Though she didn't adopt my idea completely, she did try portions of it and I think it helped: she is now actively trying to change her condition, with a schedule of goals even, and she's trying to change her situation for the better instead of doing self-destructive and self-sabotaging thing, and not just railing against how life and people have put her down.  It remains to be seen how this will eventually turn out but we both have high hopes - there are a few mild successes now, and as my therapist said, "nothing succeeds like success."  (My friend once said to me that she was already leaning that way (i.e. the way we were planning), but she just needed a kick in the behind to get her started, which was what I did for her. Good thing she didn't kick back otherwise I'd have ended flat on my face. Figuratively speaking, that is... heehee )

But, anyway, what I am trying to say, in my usual, long-winded manner, is that it is up to you to change your circumstances.  Yes, you have physical limitations now, and, yes, your current financial situation doesn't leave you many options, but that is all beside the point - you must remain active.  Regardless.  Do the normal daily routine you used to do in the house.  Perhaps do some chores, or take a turn around the neighborhood and get some exercise.  I know that that sounds so stupidly simple, shallow, et cetera.  Well, have you done it?  Or does it have to be bowling or fishing, otherwise you won't get out of bed?

I know it sounds so heartless and so unfeeling, but the point is that it isn't the circumstances you find yourself in, for all of us, one way or another, have our crosses to bear:  the toughest part is to get the motivation to try and change things; the toughest part is to actually will yourself out of bed. What follows after that can be anything - walk the dog, do the laundry, whatever.  Someone will probably say, well that's stupid.  All I can say is that, if you have to wait until everything's perfect and ideal before you're willing to try, I think THAT is stupid.  Reasons why not to do things are just excuses for not doing them.

Trying to get the courage to do the thing that is difficult, to do the thing that you don't want to, is the key.  Whether it will eventually lead to happiness - no one can guess.  Can walking the dog lead to happiness?  Don't know.  But the fact that you have to get out of bed remains unarguable, and everything else is beside the point.  No one will give you a prize if you get out of the house and do something active, but the fact that you have to is unarguable.

If one wants assurances that what you do today will lead to better things - well, remember that really old truism from the nineties?  "If you want a guarantee, get a toaster?"  Nothing comes with guarantees except toasters.  No one is guaranteed a happy ending.  We are only guaranteed the right to pursue happiness, not achieving it.  Whether we achieve it is a different thing.  I transitioned over five years ago, and it was ony late last year that I thought that the end of my road was within sight.  But before then, I had no guarantees, and faced my day-to-day with that eternal question of whether the struggle was worth it, of whether there was a point to it.  There was none that I could see, and it was lonely and scary.  But if you don't force yourself to go on, you won't be able to move forward and hope to see the end of the journey.  I suppose one needs faith that there is a point in all of this. I have looked around and saw that there were others, in circumstances more dire than mine, who made it and achieved what I wanted to achieve. So I knew it was possible.  But in the meantime, I had to have faith.  I will not say that it was a religious thing, but the fact that others went though what I was going through and emerged on the other side... Part of what sustained me was what my therapist said: it is not a dream if it is possible, and it is therefore worth it to pursue.  I had nothing to look to, except those words of hers, and, as paltry as it was, it helped sustain me.

Others have gone through what you are going through and emerged on the other side, successful and happy.  So don't lose heart - hold on to that hope and continue to struggle.  Force yourself to get up and do the mundane, day-to-day thing, with a hope that it will turn out well.  Plan on doing things to get better: go to therapy, perhaps, look at want ads for things you might be able to do, exercise, talk to your spouse and try and reconnect (as one of the responders said). No guarantees, but there is hope.  Sometimes that hope is all we have so we mustn't let it die. Others made it. You can, too. But only if you continue on and hope.

- Bobbie

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Clear...

Yes, I suspect we all go through periods where it feels like the world is coming to an end. I know I have. Bobbie's approach is one I've tried... I've also tried the "stubborn" your way through and curling up in a ball with Teddie (my plushy panda bear)... And, if anyone's read my short "Coming Out", they know other things have occurred to me over the years.

None of us have the same IDENTICAL issues or "crosses to bear". Some of us have good support networks - others, not so. Having lived with three other girls for most of the past three decades, and now with my own mood swings courtesy of varying hormone levels, there are times the very same set of circumstances feel like the end of the world - or are no big deal. From the outside - I really didn't "get" it... Now, from the inside, I'm learning (slowly) to take it into account.

For me (& my girls) it's been a case of "look at the calendar" when the world is comming to an end and we feel like it's not worth it to go on... And, if the calendar says watch out, I try avoiding making life affecting decisions... Like Bobbie suggested, keeping busy DOES help. Doesn't necessarily make one feel better, but it also doesn't let me dwell on it.

Catherine, you've had both blessing and curses - all your like. Try remembering your blessings. They may not make you feel better - right now - but they should help, eventually.

Anne

Giving up

Cathy,

Don't worry about it being a "poor me" post, sometimes it helps just to get it off your chest. I wrote my own little story of some of my past pain, because it came up to the surface and it made me feel better and it is cheaper than a therapist. I do hope you come out of your funk, but watch it, it could be a mild bit of depression, been there and done that. Wishing you well.

Lesley

Last night I almost gave up.

Cathy, I for one would love it if we were neighbors. Then I could take you to our local park and let you fish. and I'd be happy to pay for the permit.

    Stanman
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    Stanman
May Your Light Forever Shine

Cathy, You say you and your

Cathy,
You say you and your spouse are not connecting any longer, after 18 years of living together. Perhaps that is the opening you need to start communication going again. Open up with "Honey" or whatever term of endearment you used to use or want to use; and just say "I have noticed that we don't just sit and talk any more, is there anything you wish to talk about"? You might be surprised that she has also realized that and just has not figured out how to open the conversation with you. Things do tend to "boil" internally without realizing it. You did not mention any children in the picture, so if your have them or they no longer live at home, that could be another opening, just by discussing their lives at this point in time. I do wish you well and want you to know that there ARE others out there that are pulling for you and your spouse, as it is a hard road for both of you. Have you found, around your area, any support groups that encourage the spouses/significant others/family members to meet with each other so they don't feel all alone too? That could be an issue that your spouse is going through, that she believes herself to "one of a kind". Hugs to you both, Jan

Clarification

The woman with whom I have shared a home for the last 18 years is NOT my spouse, only a dear, trusted friend. The relationship I referred to was with a completely different woman. I have no children, nor do I have plans for any.

As a T-woman, I do have a Y chromosome... it's just in cursive, pink script. Y_0.jpg