Friday, November 10, 2006

For the New Gang...

If you have been wondering why my blog updates have been so sparse... it is because I have been bitten by the World of Warcraft bug again. It all started because I bought a 14 day trial for $2. I just wanted to come say hi to some people, but before I knew it I was reactivating my account. It was good to chat with the old gang, and to meet the new gang. Luckily for me the new gang is just as great.

I spent a couple weeks listening to them all on Ventrillo, and I just started liking them more and more each day. 'Vent', as we call it, is a program that allows someone to speak into their microphone, then everyone else logged into the same server can hear what was said. I would only ever listen, because I was shy about my voice. I think that I sound... OK. I am not really worried when I am talking face to face because I think my appearance helps a lot, but when I am just a faceless voice I am always worried that I might be easily mistaken for a male.

Instead of worrying what people might think, I decided to just tell people what is really going on. I sent out some emails to my favorite people in the guild and quietly waited for their replies. I was pretty nervous, but I really felt like I could trust these people. As it turns out, I was not disappointed. I receive a very positive and heartwarming reaction from everyone and now I just feel closer to the bunch than I did before.

I was chatting with one of my guildies the other night, and was asked if things had been hard for me. I said that it was for a while, but now things are really good. I thought that since some new people might be reading my blog that I'd tell them a little bit about what it was all like for me.

During elementary school being transgendered was very interesting to me. I loved knowing I was a girl inside. It was a big secret, but it was MY secret, and I was actually quite proud of myself that I was lucky enough to be a girl in my head - even if I wasn't lucky enough to have the body to match. I'd go to bed every night praying that I would wake up and be a girl... but that didn't happen. I wasn't ever truly disappointed, but eventually I stopped praying. I always felt silly praying anyway, because even back then I didn't believe in god.

During highschool being a transsexual became excrutiating. Hormones I guess. They changed the other girls in such good ways, and changed me in such very bad ways. I started to feel uncomfortable in my skin. I wished I had her skin... or hers... or hers...

During university I couldn't think of anything else. I'd go to the library and study study... about transsexualism. The worst part was that out of everything I read, I thought it was all wrong. Honestly, who wrote those books? The UofS had a lot of books on the subject, but they were all written before I was born. It was almost scary what some people would right down as 'facts'. I was starting to believe that the only comfort I'd get would be from whatever sense I could make of things myself.

After failing out of university I started losing things. I lost self-confidence probably first. I lost friends. I lost hope. I am pretty sure I lost 2 or 3 emotions altogether. Then one day I lost interest. Losing interest is, in itself, very interesting. When you lose interest to the degree I was losing interest it is like an asymptote - you can plainly see that the curve of interest vs time is tending to zero, but it never quite gets there - because you are always interested in your lack of interest.

Jump ahead now 10 years or so. I was driving along and I was thinking "I wonder what I should have for supper" and then I crashed my car into another car. It wasn't a serious crash - nobody was hurt. Still, it was very loud, and very jarring - but for some reason my first thought immediately afterwards was, "I think I have some porkchops in the freezer." Later that day it struck me that even before I knew it wasn't a serious accident, I had no cares about what could have happened to me.

I realized my life was turning gray. I wasn't unhappy or sick but it was clear I was just waiting to die someday - and I was only 32 years old. I thought back to that young girl who lived in my head so many years ago. I remembered how proud I was back then and I started to wonder when it turned to shame. I was upset that the biggest part of my life was the part I kept most secret. I thought that perhaps my life was so uninteresting to me because it was just the wrong life. The life I should have led is that one I always dreamed I'd someday have. I knew right then that I wanted those old prayers to come true, but if there is no god, then the only person who can answer those prayers is me - so the day after my car accident I went to see a psychologist.

It has been 2½ years since that accident, and a lot has changed. My name, the letter on my driver's license, my hairstyle, my wardrobe, even my personality. Best of all though, my interest in life has come back, stronger than it has ever been.

I recently got a comment on this blog entry from a WoW friend of mine from the Old Gang, and it just made me realize that I don't really know if either gang, old or new, realizes how good it makes me feel to meet such friendly, caring people. Thanks!

16 comments:

Sarah said...

This is completely unrelated, but have you seen the new Spider-man 3 trailer?

http://www.ifilm.com/presents/spiderman3

Bras said...

From the old gang.... You playing WOW again? :p. Mine account expired :D

Sarah said...

Hi Moony!

Yes, I started playing WoW again. I player for a couple days right when yours was expiring. It seemed like Daggerspine had a lot of negativity, so I went to another server. I asked Sue to come with me, and then before I knew it she had brought like 30 people with her.

I'll email you the server name!

Jason said...

"...I wanted those old prayers to come true, but if there is no god, then the only person who can answer those prayers is me..."

Here is an interesting slant on that idea... When one works on electrical circuits, the rule of thumb is to be certain the power is off, then work as though it is still on just in case. I apply that to life and the existence of God. I believe God exists, but live as though he doesn't... Just in case. :)

Sarah said...

When I wrote that I thought of you and my friend Nuckers. I hoped that what I wrote I didn't offend you guys, but I wrote it anyway... because that is what I actually thought when it happened.

Artisane said...

For me personally, I live my life as if there is a God. Since I can't prove the exsistance of a God, I have to live my live by faith, but I have a really good feeling He's there since there is waaaaay too many things that have happened in my life to prove to me otherwise.

Sarah said...

I think that might be analagous to the swirling vortex of coincidence that follows me around.

Cinderella Tgirl said...

Sarah - just a thought related to God, the universe and other trivial matters lol. I hope since we're both computer programmers you might appreciate the implications of the following. From Quantum mechanics we know that both time and space are quantized. That means we are living in a universe where there is such a thing as a smallest measurement of distance and of time. Not exactly a rational idea wrt our everyday experiences. I know what I thought of when I first heard about this - I'm curious what you think about it.

Caspers said...

I think I lost my Chicken Leg

Sarah said...

Casp, you're weird!

Caspers said...

Forget it I found it under my pillow. Thanks for helping me look anyway Sarah. :)

Shaynec said...

Cind, to my knowledge, every time we find the smallest particle of something, 10 years later we find another subdivision of that particle, a new smallest particle. I have read a quote about physics, tho I cannot remember the author. "The nature of things is that they are inexhaustible." The context was that if you subdivide a thing, there are still more divisions to be made.

God. I believe in him, try to follow his wishes, fail miserably, keep trying. When I troubleshoot (yeah, I am a tech, paperwork and all!) I follow the axim of check that the circuit is dead but be as careful as if it were live, but I don't think that can really be stretched as an approach to God. IMHO, of course. :)

WoW. I'm still addicted, but due to politics on DSpine, have pretty much quit playing there. (I actually transferred my pally to the unnamed realm, but don't think I am gonna play there, for unnamed reasons :P ) I've been RPing on The Venture Co a bit.

Hey Bras and Art, nice to see ya!

And Saraa, always nice, too. :)

Shaynec said...

... and Caspers too, of course! :)

Cinderella Tgirl said...

hi Shaynec... I wasn't referring to the makeup of matter, rather of space itself. Anyway - WoW along with most other computer simulated realities have the same quantization (in other words this suggests we are living inside a computer simulation). Just something to think about :)

Sarah said...

Actually Cind, I do not think we are living in a computer game... I pretty much think that all of you and the rest of the universe are just figments of my imagination.

Condacia said...

Tempst can't leave a server without taking a veritable army with her!

Knight Lieutenant Condacia reporting.

I only recently found out your whole story, and it just makes you a better person.

Love, Condi.