Even more anniversaries
I mentioned recently that I have a big anniversary coming up. Thinking about it, though, made me realize I have two more, also within the next week or two.
First, I’ll have been in my current position at work, General Manager, for two years.
Second, I’ll have been in therapy with the same therapist for three years.
The first one doesn’t strictly have anything to do with transitioning, other than working in a supportive and liberal environment rocks (in a liberal field, in a liberal city). But it does make me think about what I’m doing with my life outside of transitioning. I’ve spent so long focusing on the idea of transitioning that, now that I am transitioning and living full time as Rebecca, there’s this exciting and terrifying feeling of, “OK, now what?”
Do I want to start pushing for an expansion and revision of my responsibilities (and, ideally, pay) at my current job? Do I want to go back to school for something performance or arts related? Do I want to try teaching and being a fulltime artist for a while? Do I want to try and find another, similar, job in the arts? Do I want to go to law school? (That one may seem like a non-sequitur based on what I usually discuss on this blog, but I promise that no one who knows me would be surprised.)
I had told myself, months ago, that I wouldn’t be allowed to think about any of these questions until after my show was over. But now my show is over, and they’re a little overwhelming: What do I want to do when I grow up?
Meanwhile, seeing the same therapist for three years is a lesser part of the thoughts I’ve been having about living full-time as Rebecca for a year. Namely, that I’ve been transitioning for quite a while. I’ve been Rebecca for quite a while. And, as much as I have trouble admitting it sometimes (most of the time) and as much as there are still lots of things I still want to work on, I’m damn good at being Rebecca.
Themocracy