September 21, 2007 3:43 PM BST
Hi Anyfer,
I’m a firm believer in “you know better than anyone else what’s best for you”, so I’m not going to advise you what to do as such. Instead I will tell you a bit about my own experience.
Firstly though, the lecture you were given by your seemingly “know-all” friend should be largely ignored. No-one should take the decision to transition lightly, but the suggestion that this is a fad is obviously ridiculous, and the assumption that you will face abuse and ridicule is in this day age, and at least in this part of the world, unfounded. I have had none of that; everyone I know, and everyone I have met that I didn’t know has been fine with it, supportive, interested, indifferent, but never negative. Guys who looked like drunken meat-head trouble makers in pubs have approached me and shaken my hand and asked me all about it. No abuse, no ridicule, none of that. I’m sure the situation is worse in some parts of the world, but it shouldn’t be assumed that you are entering into a living hell.
Only one person has difficulty with my transition and that’s my dad. Maybe it’s just cos he’s my dad, but if you knew him you wouldn’t be surprised that he is unable to deal with this. It’s his problem, it doesn’t really bother me, everyone else thinks he’s being a bit pathetic, enough said.
I told my mum and a couple of close friends before going to see my GP. Even with telling only people that I knew I could absolutely trust, my secret still managed to seep out, friends of friends, too much alcohol, these things have a way of getting out…
I saw my GP before telling my dad Anticipating his reaction I just wanted to show him that I was serious and was going about this the proper way. and that I meant business. Noting would have ever changed his reaction though.
My GP advised me that Charing Cross would expect me to go full time, and basically the longer I put that off the longer things would take. He referred me to a local psychiatrist, which took 2 or 3 months, and they referred me to CX, which took another 2 or 3 months to get an appointment which was a further 3 or 4 months away. It’s the NHS, it takes time. I’m glad I didn’t wait for all that before I came out. I told my dad and everyone else, changed my name and went full time within about a month. Incidentally, CX or the local psych didn’t give me a diagnosis of GID as such, it’s not something you get straight away. CX asses you over a period of two years before referring you for surgery, in which time they will send your GP a report after each visit (your GP should give you a copy if you want to see it, so should CX but their admin is terrible). These reports will probably say things like “…shows symptoms consistent with GID…” so I guess that’s the closest I’ve had to a diagnosis so far. They will write a letter for you so you can get a passport in your new gender though, that’s the only thing you will need from them as far as changing your identity is concerned. Everything else you can do for yourself without questions asked, including changing the name and gender on your driving license, which I did straight after changing my name so I had an official ID pretty soon. Changing your name by deed poll by the way, is completely free unless you want to pay a solicitor or an online company to provide the wording for you. Ask me, I will provide it for free.
I don’t think it helps anyone to accept you by waiting for some sort of diagnosis. The fact you are in the process of doing that should suffice. Of course your friend who thinks it’s a fad can eat his stupid words when you do get it!
I was ready to go full time, I just couldn’t keep going back to drab. I know I did the right thing and not a moment too soon. My health was suffering, I wasn’t happy, I was a non-person.
The hardest thing is telling those you love and worrying about hurting them, but once you’ve found the words and got them out of your mouth they can start to deal with it. It’s a shock to some people, some say they are not surprised, but all this passes and things settle down and you can get on with your life. Which is what all this is about – your life.
Live it, and be happy.
xx