that’s a beautiful and devastating dream. i don’t think i’ve ever dreamed like that but i think in some drugged up haze it had crossed my mind. they say hell is meeting the person you could have been at death and i guess i’ve always known that person is a woman. however, the most important question to ask is “when did she transition?” the most amazing person in the world is my daughter and i wouldn’t want to live in a world without her, even if i blossomed into a beautiful woman as a teenager.
i did though get this vision of how i would look as a girl when i was about 12. i saw myself so clearly – my face, hair, body, clothing… i wanted to be her so bad sometimes. i had nothing figured out, but she did. it was unrealistic though, i know not only was that not how it would go if i transitioned (even at an earlier age), but couldn’t be further from the reality if i had been born female. either way, i still see her so clearly and wonder at least where i would be now, two decades later if i were her. perhaps luckily, my dysphoria took a nosedive soon after.
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