*mentions of self harm*
Today was a horrible day to say the least. I hate having to go places and be social at the best of times especially when it means meeting new people. Me and my partner went to a friends house today for his birthday. There weren't many people there. It was mainly his family but I felt uncomfortable.
The difficult thing is I am transgendered, female to male. I am not on hormones yet but I pass about 90% of the time as male. However some people at this party knew me by my female name and others knew me by my male name and it's always awkward in these situations. I met one guy there who was pretty cool and we had a good laugh because we are both really short and we could relate to each other in that way. He asked me my name and I stumbled. Now I live full time as male but like I said a lot of people there don't know that and I didn't know what name to give so I told him to just call me Hunter. The day got worse though when my friends girlfriend kept rolling her eyes at me every time one of the boys said something embarrassing or stupid. You know the kind of girl who expects other females in the room to relate and all the females are supposed to laugh at the men together? You know what I mean? Well this made me feel crap for two reasons. One because now everyone knew I was female and two because it made me feel like I couldn't be myself, I couldn't be the guy I am because I was being pulled into this female crowd.
I get nervous at the best of times and this confusion I felt and the pain I felt for not having the right body just got to me. I went into panic. Everyone started to play a drinking game that involved cards and surprise surprise something gender related was involved in that. A certain card meant all the girls had to drink and another card meant all the boys. I could hear alters in my head but they sounded distant and blurred. I couldn't make out what they were saying. I tried signalling to my partner several times that I was uncomfortable and wanted to leave and he acknowledge it but he felt like we should stay a bit longer to be polite.
We eventually left and I felt sick. I felt sick from all the panic I was feeling. I felt really unwell and I felt really depressed. It might be a few months before I start hormones and I can't live like this. I felt angry at myself for not being born male which I know is stupid. We got back to my boyfriends house and a load of his family showed up. I couldn't deal with more people. He stayed downstairs with them whilst I went to his room. I was still feeling nervous and I didn't know what to do so I grabbed his flick knife and decided to cut my arm. I don't normally self harm so it was quite a big thing for me. My arm then wouldn't stop bleeding and I panicked more. I pulled my jacket sleeve down but the blood started to come through so I had to shove toilet paper up my sleeve. I could hear alters again but not properly. They just felt out of reach.
I didn't want my partner to see I had hurt myself because he would tell me I was stupid for doing it so I grabbed my over night bag and headed downstairs to tell him I felt unwell and I was off home. He asked if it was okay and I just told him I was fine but felt sick and wanted to go home.
I eventually got home and went straight in the shower to wash off the dried blood on my arm. Getting in the shower is triggering because I have to acknowledge my body. I was still feeling nervous and panicked and ended up puking on myself in the shower. It was kind of gross but I must admit I felt a lot better afterwards.
Now I just feel really numb and exhausted with a massive headache. Darren started talking to me. He asked why I push all my alters away when all they want to do is help me. I just said I can't help it and when I'm nervous or panicked I don't want to have to deal with my alters but he told me that's why they are there. To help me. A song came on my iPod and Darren told me the song very much reminded him of our relationship. The song is A Song to Say Goodbye by Placebo. It's basically about someone who is fed up of trying to help a suicidal friend who keeps pushing them away. Darren told me that's what it's like with me and my alters. They are there to help but I won't accept it and I keep pushing them away.
So it hasn't been a good day. I still feel depressed about myself and I feel like a massive idiot for cutting myself. I wish I had stayed with my boyfriend now but I'm home and I'm safe. I have to deal with more people tomorrow (mothers day) and I'm not sure if I can.
Anyway I just needed to talk about it. Thanks for listening
-Hunter
(P.S if anyone wants to hear that song it's here- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=52BXJV7tfIY. It could trigger though)