No matter how much I sing, it just doesn't make me feel better...it used to.

Arthur's picture

(I seem to go through this every once in a while, some days worse than others, and today just happens to be one of those worse days.)

So, I still hate having a female body!!! So what's new, eh? Old news is good news, I suppose, since it means nothing worse has happened. But then again, it also means that nothing's happened. Yes, Jeff, I know that you gave me some advice on this matter and I am well aware of the fact that I haven't really done anything to change the situation...but I guess I'm sort of waiting to wake up and be fully male, y'know? Like, "Oh, it was just a dream. Move on." Stupid thinking, cause it's not gonna happen.

I can't bind my chest. If I use an ace bandage, I run the risk of damage (the whole breast cancer thing mentioned in a previous journal) and my sister snarled at me the last time I did that. "You came in doubled over cause you wrapped it too tight and were having trouble breathing!! Don't do that again!" So, that means I get to walk around with 36Cs!!!! And get those wonderful fun looks whenever I walk into the bathroom with the stupid picture of a stick woman on the blue fucking circle on the godsdamned door!!!!! And I get to have my mom still get that look whenever I trim my fucking hair! And I get to hate that I used to love to sing, but now I don't because I can't sing in the register/octave/thing I want to so I just sound like a girl! And I still get to listen to my friends trip over pronouns whenever we happen to be around parents because they get so accustomed to the masculine and struggle to switch back to femmenine and using my birthname! And I still get to feel inadequate and lacking and incompetent and furious and threatened whenever a biological male I don't know is near my girlfriend! Because he is everything I'm not and a lot I can never hope to be! I'm not strong, I'm not whole, I'm not enough, I'm not I'm not I'm just not!!!!!!

....Okay, I'm gonna go call a shrink now. Seriously.

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-Ruby-'s picture

hmmm...

i can't say i have ever been in ur situation, because i like being a girl on the inside and the outside. I have 36c boobs like u... except mine make me happy. however, if i randomly woke up one day in a guys' body and i had to stay that way, i would be pissed... so i guess that's how you feel. it must be really frustrating that ur outside doesn't match ur inside. but why would u be so threatened by biological guys interacting with ur girlfriend, when that's probably just a waste of ur energy. obviously she knows that there are guys out there who have different physicality than u. if she really wanted to be with a biological guy, she would be with one. she chose to be with u because there is something about you that she likes, so you should be happy about that. a lot of straight people can't even find the right person for them, so you should just try to feel lucky that even though u are going thru some transitions and some frustrating gender situations, u have this one person who likes u how u are and wants to be exclusive with u. good luck with finding a therapist, i'm sure there is someone out there who can help you sort out and deal with ur issues.

Arthur's picture

*nod*

I know what you're saying. I do. I just can't help but feel a bit lacking...

:/ But yeah, thanks. Sometimes it helps to hear the things you already know, but just haven't focused on. Thanks for pointing it out.

"When I arrive will God be waiting,
Pacing around his throne?
Will he feel a little old-testament?
And will he celebrate with fire and brimstone?
Yeah, I admit I am afraid of the reckoning."---Brand New, "Degausser"

Inkblot's picture

Hang in there

I know how you feel. But sometimes you gotta just work your ass off to put it aside and live your life. Life won't wait for you to be male, but you can live your life however the fuck you want. Best of luck, dude.

Do I shock you darling?
-Sally Bowles, Cabaret

Arthur's picture

Thanks, man.

It will pass soon. Something will happen that makes me feel better and then I'll be over it for a while and on a hilltop again instead of in a valley. Till then, Haddie told me I could use her cell phone to call up a few psych's and see what I can do about routine therapy (My phone's stupid again) and whatnot. Aaaaand, I've got my friends. They tend to be there even if they don't know anything's wrong. They just act funny and it cheers me up.

But Haddie? She always knows when something's wrong. -_- You just can't know someone for six or so years and not pick up on subtle personality-shift and mood cues. At least, that's what I think.

"When I arrive will God be waiting,
Pacing around his throne?
Will he feel a little old-testament?
And will he celebrate with fire and brimstone?
Yeah, I admit I am afraid of the reckoning."---Brand New, "Degausser"

gaynow's picture

Oh wow... I'm sorry, that

Oh wow... I'm sorry, that sounds horrible. My advice, pitiful/unhelpful/uninformed as it may be: get an actual bindy-thing, which might be a bit easier on you than just an ace bandage. Get in touch with some other transmen and see how they do it. There are plenty on Oasis, and even more forums in the world. If you'd like, I could put you in touch with a friend who's been passing for a good part of this year. As far as singing goes; are you in a choir? How cool is your teacher about this sort of thing, and how out are you to your school (/how out do you want to be?) Because if the answer to those questions is "pretty" and "pretty", ask if you can sing tenor. If you've got a reasonably low voice with the right timbre, this shouldn't be an issue. Aforementioned transguy and a bunch of other just low-voiced women (including me) sing tenor, and it's no problem at all as long as there are a few male-bodied singers there to hit the low Ds and Cs. So that's definitely something to consider. What do you think?

Megan: "Cheers are supposed to be simple, make people feel good."
Graham: "Cheers make girls do stupid cartwheels. Orgasms make people feel good."
-But I'm a Cheerleader

Arthur's picture

I have one trans friend. He

I have one trans friend. He lives in the San Francisco area. I live in west covina, Ca, nearer to Los Angeles. 364-odd miles away. Know any transmen in the west co area? Even if you don't, I would be happy to meet your friend.

It's a bummer cause the class isn't a choir. Individual singers. Already talked to the Professor and we came to a little agreement that I get to sing lower than she would normally want me to, and I get to sing higher than I want to. Compromise is better than nothing, better than failing a class because I can't get over my own insecurities. I'm the only remotely male figure in the class, so it's not like I can just learn with the biomen, there are none. -_-'

Frustrating.

"When I arrive will God be waiting,
Pacing around his throne?
Will he feel a little old-testament?
And will he celebrate with fire and brimstone?
Yeah, I admit I am afraid of the reckoning."---Brand New, "Degausser"

gaynow's picture

Well, I'm sorry to say that

Well, I'm sorry to say that my friend lives here on the east coast... but still, if you want me to put you guys in touch, I'm sure he'd be willing to offer some advice.

Practice in your low register. Get a nice tenor sound. Then come into class and sing some high tenor music and wow everyone. The really fun thing about singing tenor when you're female-bodied is that the really high impressive tenor notes are right in your belt and you can get them no problem... ^^ (Yeah, I realize that was oversimplified a zillion times... but keep talking to your teacher, if you can. It's good that you've got a compromise, but if you'd rather be singing lower, then keep asking until you can. Good luck!)

Megan: "Cheers are supposed to be simple, make people feel good."
Graham: "Cheers make girls do stupid cartwheels. Orgasms make people feel good."
-But I'm a Cheerleader

Arthur's picture

Heh

Well, even so...It would be much appreciated to be put in contact with your friend. :)

Thanks for the advice. I do feel better now, for the most part.

"When I arrive will God be waiting,
Pacing around his throne?
Will he feel a little old-testament?
And will he celebrate with fire and brimstone?
Yeah, I admit I am afraid of the reckoning."---Brand New, "Degausser"

jeff's picture

Well...

If you eat meat and drink dairy, I'd say that will be a more likely cause of breast cancer than tying down the girls. If the goal is to chop them off at some point anyway, seems like a narrow window for cancer to kick in. Hmm, I just had a disturbing thought which, of course, is completely inappropriate so, of course, I'll share it: if you did get breast cancer, isn't the most radical treatment often double mastectomy? Umm, can anyone say jackpot? "No, doctor, don't remove the lump, just remove them both..."

Look at it as the best of both worlds, you're a heterosexual male who society keeps putting in situations where you get to see naked women. Oh, do I have to shower with the other girls? Oh, OK... stop worrying about your breasts and check out theirs. Once you transition, this slice of nirvana ends, then you have to start earning the right to see naked women. As a gay man, I'm in the same boat and I must say it's delightful. You flirt with a guy while working out at the gym, you end up in the locker room together undressing, knowing all of the big glaring subtext but pretending it's just normal for you to both be getting nearly or fully naked, and changing. I get it for life, but yours has an expiration date.

So, start acting like a straight male pervert and enjoy yourself more.

---

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Arthur's picture

My older sister actually

My older sister actually told me once that I could probably get them removed just by telling the doc that cancer runs in my family (two immediate family members, grandma and an aunt) and that it stresses me out worrying about it all the time. I figure it's worth a shot.

And yeah, I thought about that before; If I get cancer, won't it be just that much easier to get them removed? Less red tape and whatnot?? But it's a foolish thing to tempt fate...what if the cancer travels? That wouldn't be good, and it's something Gwen once yelled at me about, saying it isn't a thing I should gamble on.

I think that's the first time anyone has told me to BE a pervert, rather than to STOP being one. You do have a good point, a funny one, but good. :)

"When I arrive will God be waiting,
Pacing around his throne?
Will he feel a little old-testament?
And will he celebrate with fire and brimstone?
Yeah, I admit I am afraid of the reckoning."---Brand New, "Degausser"