I initially thought that, because I'm not ashamed to be trans, it'd be no problem that my history living as a man is so public. I thought that because I'm honest and shun euphemism it wouldn't bother me. But it's not that simple.
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Every week that passes I feel more experiential and emotional distance from my past life as a man. And my whole lifetime of memories becomes jarringly alien to my present experience.
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Reminders of the past can be unpleasant. And I'm surrounded by them, in part because I'm lucky: I've kept most of my past friends, kept my career, etc.
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But I understand now the urge to do a hard reset of your life when you transition: leave the state, get a new job, get new friends, create a whole new social world around your correct gender.
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I feel like a fugitive from my past gender, this nightmare always lurking behind me, potentially nullifying all my present experience.
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Of course that's not how I *should* feel, but when has human psychology ever abided by the way things *should* be?
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I felt exactly the same way, until I moved. Suddenly nobody knew anything about my past and I really didn’t want to reveal my old name, or what I looked like. They have only ever known me as me and I like that.
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