Confronting My Fears
Confronting My Fears and how it changed my life !
While I sat in the waiting area my head rapidly filled with all kinds of thoughts, considering the worst possible outcome as a way of preparing myself for any eventuality. I was unable to think clearly at that moment and although I have never been much of a religious person, I found myself praying to a god in my moment of desperation, offering my life in return for theirs. In the early hours of the following morning a nurse suggested that I returned home and rest, saying that they would phone if the situation changed. Awaking some hours later that morning and after no phone call, I returned to the hospital and made my way the maternity ward, where I quickly caught sight of my wife and beside her our daughter inside. A great sense of relief and happiness filled that moment, blotting out how I had felt the previous day and earlier that day, but the thought of bargaining my life for theirs remained in my mind for some time.
The near to death experience of both my wife and daughter stayed with me for many years after, as did the thoughts of what I considered to be of importance and value to me. I had found a new depth to life and tried to make the most of it. Again, not totally grasping the deep and profound process I had gone through until much later, facing the Fear of being discovered I was a cross-dresser by those who have known me most of my life... I had perpetuated that Fear for many years, keeping me trapped in a virtual cage of consequences and emotions of my own creation. Once I learned how to accept myself, I was compelled to take action to bring about the changes I needed so badly to begin my transition and conquer my Fear of doing just that. Of course, there are always consequences of taking any action, in this case they were not as important to me as my final objective. Whatever the cost would be, I needed to live a more openly life as the woman that
I've kept locked deeply inside of me...
Once I learned how to accept myself, I was compelled to take action to bring about the changes I needed so badly to complete my transition and conquer my Fear of doing just that. Of course, there are always consequences of taking any action, in this case they were not as important to me as my final objective. Whatever the cost would be, I needed to live a more openly life as the woman I've kept locked deeply inside of me...
Trisha Roberts
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