I’m at a point I never expected to be again. From as far back as I can remember I would have moments of clarity where I knew exactly who and what I was, but soon the sharpness would begin to dull and soon my heart would become filled with doubt until the memories would fade back into the misty recesses of my mind.
I suppose it would be bad enough, my true self slowly being siphoned away until only the pain, sorrow, doubt, and fear remain like oily stains. Unfortunately this is only one small part. Beyond this I also begin to seal my emotions and memories away. Even though I tend to be emotionally distant even at the best of times, it becomes exponentially worse.
Of course none of this really matters to anyone other than me except for hoping someone else will read it and understand simply transitioning will never be a cure for these, or indeed, any mental health issues I or they may be dealing with. In fact, there are countless small things which will continue to poke and prod regardless of how you live your life. In the end clothes are just clothes and what’s inside your head will be there regardless.
At this point I’m not sure where I am going or why, I only know I’ll never have true peace until I can come to terms with all of my underling issues.
~Kira
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