If it’s not too personal to ask I was just wondering how being trans affects your child in a way that makes you wish you were born properly for his sake more often than for your own? I’m just curious because I’d like to have a family of my own someday.
It’s not too personal. The way I look at things, K and my Wife are the two most important things in my world. Then the dog, the cat, our friends and family, then me.
Being trans is going to fuck you up, at least a little bit. I expected entirely that I would be affected by my transsexuality at least to some degree. So it’s not surprising then when I feel an intense longing to be born correctly.
But when I reflect on how this has already and will continue to impact on K, and to some degree my Wife – it’s intolerable. I feel intense hate that they too are impacted by this fucking ailment. How unfair it is to see those you love impacted negatively by something you yourself cannot control or fix?
And I think of all the things K misses out on by me being this way. The formative toilet training years could have been…better. His knowledge of my condition and the resulting “burden” of having a Father who is not the same as your friends’ Fathers. The trepidation I’m sure I feel when K attempts to ask me a penis related question, followed by the cold realization he’s asked me something I don’t actually have physical experience with. The fact that I flat out have to lie to him on occasion to instill morals around body positivity, even though I’m not sure if I will ever love my body in it’s entirety.
This is all difficult to articulate, and I’m not sure I’m expressing my feeling clearly enough.
The crux of the situation is; I would rather K have a Father who does not have these barriers to Fatherhood.
But I wake up each day feeling utterly blessed, the luckiest man alive.