The ring of invalidation
When I think about my inability to have MtF SRS, my stomach burns. I've had discussions with people about this inability, and I will go into some of what these people say. Other trans people tell me, "Join the party! I'm waiting for it, too! It's not all about you"; "You'll be fine"; "You know. It's perfectly OK to go about living as yourself without surgery." My endocrinologist has told me, "You're just going to have to accept and live with the fact that it's not available for you, that insurance won't pay for it and you don't have enough money." My psychologist, upon my telling him I have no hope to save up for it due to my executive dysfunction, told me, in a voice like I've finally come to accept a crucial life lesson, a kind of flippant voice, "Well, it's pretty expensive. God, it'd take years!" Previously, he had told me, "You're just going to have to accept insurance won't pay for it" My psychiatrist says she considers the anger I had over not getting it to be obsessiveness and a sign of bipolar disorder. My HR manager has told me, "You may not use the women's restroom until you get the surgery." My mum says don't worry about it, just be androgynous. Yet my stomach still burns.
I can do better than they. No one really needs that surgery, so it should not be covered anywhere. Trans people everywhere, if they want it, must save up, strike it rich, or whatever, but they should not be able to expect it from their governments, neither from their insurance carriers. Trans people should use the bathroom of their birth sex until they can get the surgery; if they can't afford it, then tough. Kosilek should go to hell. As for me, personally, I have a history of psychotic disorder, a risk factor for negative outcome after surgery. Also, executive dysfunction means that dilating would not work for me and I would have closing. Plus, I barely take care of my appearance anyway, and lots of people refer to me as 'he', so that would be another predictor of bad outcome. I wouldn't qualify anyway.
As I go through this thought process and cling to these thoughts, I find my stomach stops burning, and it feels like I'm more grounded, more in the world, with greater vitality.
Until the stomach burns again...
Sorry to hear about the hard time you're having.
Many moons ago I was a homeless drug addict in the street. Eventually, I ended up in a 9 month inhouse rehab program in NYC. Since I was dirt poor and in need of medical and psychological care, they enrolled me in Medicaid. I was then able to see a psychologist.
One day, as a senior member of the drug treatment program, I was escorting a junior member to a medical appointment. While there, I located a urologist and asked him if Medicaid would pay for a circumcision. He said it was possible but I had to prove being uncircumcised was detrimental to my health.
I wrote a note about how my extreme low self esteem, combined with the disgrace of owning an unsightly uncircumcised penis, led me to feeling sexually unworthy, which led to drug addiction, which led to my eventual homelessness. My psychologist corroborated my note, I presented it to the urologist, and I received my circumcision. I was 31 years old.
Too bad it took me being a homeless drug addict to prove need. If there was some way you can get a psychologist to state that, without the SRS, you will likely head that way, that might work to your favour.
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You do sound like they'd be wary of greenlighting you for surgery if you could pay for it... perhaps you need to take the time to work through a lot of issues?
If the surgery were available and it were only a matter of getting psychological approval for it, then maybe my mental state wouldn't be so sucky.
Either way, things are what they are. I have to live with the burning stomach.
Many moons ago I was a homeless drug addict in the street. Eventually, I ended up in a 9 month inhouse rehab program in NYC. Since I was dirt poor and in need of medical and psychological care, they enrolled me in Medicaid. I was then able to see a psychologist.
One day, as a senior member of the drug treatment program, I was escorting a junior member to a medical appointment. While there, I located a urologist and asked him if Medicaid would pay for a circumcision. He said it was possible but I had to prove being uncircumcised was detrimental to my health.
I wrote a note about how my extreme low self esteem, combined with the disgrace of owning an unsightly uncircumcised penis, led me to feeling sexually unworthy, which led to drug addiction, which led to my eventual homelessness. My psychologist corroborated my note, I presented it to the urologist, and I received my circumcision. I was 31 years old.
Too bad it took me being a homeless drug addict to prove need. If there was some way you can get a psychologist to state that, without the SRS, you will likely head that way, that might work to your favour.
Unfortunately, my insurance plan has an explicit exclusion of surgery for the treatment of gender dysphoria. Most insurance plans do, and getting on the insurance plans that don't exclude means either living in the right state, like Vermont or Colorado, or working for the right company. (In the latter case, however, as companies begin to dump their employees onto the exchanges, the number of such companies is likely to decrease in the next couple years.) Unfortunately, I feel utterly powerless to change my current situation Good on you, though, that you were able to get what you needed
Well, aside from self-invalidation, another technique I used to manage this feeling is to distract myself with other stuff. Sometimes, the thought of surgery intrudes on my distraction, but it works all the same. I'm watching NFL with my father, such a guy thing. Yet another reason why I should not get surgery.
You do sound like they'd be wary of greenlighting you for surgery if you could pay for it... perhaps you need to take the time to work through a lot of issues?
Also, read this, where I'm going for a second opinion on the bipolar disorder diagnosis:
http://www.wrongplanet.net/postt243102.html
I see my psychologist again next week and I will probably want to bring up the burning stomach thing, but I anticipate that he's going to get snappy and be like, "You're going to have to accept that insurance won't pay for it," like I don't know that already. I wanna come back at him. I often rehearse my conversations and I anticipate it would probably go something like this:
Him: Oh? Perhaps you need some antacid.
Me: No. I think it's psychogenic. It's because I can't get surgery.
Him: Well, you're just going to have to accept that insurance isn't going to pay for it.
Me: I know. Yet my stomach doth burn.
Him: What? Are you obsessed about this again?
Me: That is true. Nevertheless, unlike when I got angry last time, I have ways of keeping it back. You see, simply knowing insurance won't pay for it isn't enough, because I will still have a need that is being ripped away from me. I must find ways to diminish that need. I've found one that has to do with you. You still refer to me in masculine terms.
Him: What? I can assure you that's not true. It's just your imagination. I've been making every effort to refer to you appropriately.
Me: Uh, no.
Him: Yes, I have.
Me: No, you haven't. You see, every time someone refers to me in gendered terms, I notice it and make a mental note. You have been referring to me in masculine terms and not once lately have you referred to me in feminine terms. Don't worry, though, as I don't mean to crucify you.
Him: Look. If you want me to refer to you appropriately, you're going to have to correct me.
Me: I'm not going to do that. I might have done that with someone that knew me before I went full-time, but I'm not going to do that with someone who has always known me by (girlname). I'm of the belief that the chips must fall where they may: If it is more natural for you to refer to me in masculine terms, then you shall. The point I am making here is that clearly I don't do well to present as a woman, if I am always called by masculine terms by people who know me well, but only as (girlname). That is such an utter failure of transition. And it helps soothe my burning stomach. Do you wanna know why? It's because it diminishes my need for surgery. If I am referred to in masculine terms, then what good will surgery do for me? I won't need it. And with that, my stomach can be soothed. And I have other tricks up my sleeve.
How was that? I think it works pretty well. It shuts him up and lets him know where I stand.
I feel dysphoric. I feel like I am apart from other humans. I was reading the adult and women's section on this forum, and I feel so separate from all that. I feel even separate from aspies and trans people. I'm having a hard time typing this because I keep slipping into staring, which soothes my pain a little.
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"Never give up on a dream just because of the time it will take to accomplish it. The time will pass anyway." - Earl Nightingale
The time means I won't be able to save up for it. When it comes between getting something now and saving up for something that might as well be a million years away, I'll generally pick the now.
I've read things about newly post-op transsexual women whose libidos increase after SRS, but who have to be careful to wait for healing. It seems their libido increases because their bodies are finally in a state in which they are comfortable having relationships and sex.
I was thinking about if I became newly post-op, how what I was waiting for would finally arrive. I then thought about how I would cut loose and I would move from relationship to relationship, from sex partner to sex partner. I would then feel sick, and consider the whole matter dirty. I would no longer be watching myself, keeping an iron grip on my will. I feel that the world is dirty and that most people are dirty, and that by doing what I do, keeping myself down, I can keep myself clean. Being denied a body that I can cut loose in only helps that.
I then wonder if maybe it is good that I can't afford SRS and if it would be good for me to be forever denied it.
I was thinking about if I became newly post-op, how what I was waiting for would finally arrive. I then thought about how I would cut loose and I would move from relationship to relationship, from sex partner to sex partner. I would then feel sick, and consider the whole matter dirty. I would no longer be watching myself, keeping an iron grip on my will. I feel that the world is dirty and that most people are dirty, and that by doing what I do, keeping myself down, I can keep myself clean. Being denied a body that I can cut loose in only helps that.
I then wonder if maybe it is good that I can't afford SRS and if it would be good for me to be forever denied it.
No-one would be forcing you to be promiscuous if you had SRS. You don't have to do what other people are doing just because that one aspect of your life is similar to theirs. Some cis women are promiscuous, that doesn't mean I have to be,
If you would feel dirty after having lots of sex partners (and despite some people screaming, 'sex negativity' this is a normal way to feel for some people) then find a relationship instead.
Sorry to talk about myself, but I have issues around sleeping with other women because my gender identity isn't 100% female. I end up comparing the girls I'm attracted to with myself and I end up not feeling worthy. There isn't actually a body that could be manufactured that would make me feel able to cut loose with this aspect of myself. The only thing that would work is if most of the pretty women in the world were suddenly attracted to fat, androgynous things with female parts - which isn't going to happen. Even if it did, I'd still have a choice in what I decided to do and I'm sure I'd opt for not being promiscuous.
Even lots of cis people aren't in bodies that allow them to cut loose, and even the ones that are have a choice based on personal ethics. I know plenty of perfectly cis, beautiful women that aren't nymphomaniacs.
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Psychologist: You're just going to have to accept you're not getting the surgery anytime soon. I agree that insurance should cover it, but it doesn't. You just have to accept it.
Me: My stomach still burns.
P: Think of it like this. I want a luxury car, but I can't get it. Life moves on. I go onto other better things.
M: You think needing that surgery is like wanting a luxury car?
P: In a way, yes.
M: So, in reality, you don't really think it should be covered with insurance.
P: What? No. I think insurance should cover it.
M: No you don't. If needing this surgery were like wanting a luxury car, then why should insurance cover it?
P: Beneficii. You're being selfish. Think about all the starving children in the world. Think about something other than just yourself, for once.
Me: My stomach still burns.
P: Think of it like this. I want a luxury car, but I can't get it. Life moves on. I go onto other better things.
M: You think needing that surgery is like wanting a luxury car?
P: In a way, yes.
M: So, in reality, you don't really think it should be covered with insurance.
P: What? No. I think insurance should cover it.
M: No you don't. If needing this surgery were like wanting a luxury car, then why should insurance cover it?
P: Beneficii. You're being selfish. Think about all the starving children in the world. Think about something other than just yourself, for once.
Psychologist: You're just going to have to accept you're not getting the surgery anytime soon. I agree that insurance should cover it, but it doesn't. You just have to accept it.
You: I agree. I will start actually listening to your advice and stop trying to screw over people who are trying to help me.