Thank you Jinnyann!
It took me twenty years to realise that something has to be wrong. I guess that the psychotherapy (in conjunction with medication) that I undertook changed the pattern of the issues I confront with. Plus the lifestyle I had, with so many worries and anxieties over practically anything. I guess that relocation to NZ was a traumatic experience in itself.
Whatever the case may be, it has to stop one way or another, as I cannot continue this way. Each morning I wake up like I was going to bet butchered or something, with no enthusiasm at all for anything. Medication must be wrong. I wish I could stop taking all those pills and start living again.
Have no idea what those sexual compulsions would lead to. I understand why there are in my brain, thanks to psychotherapy. That's something I'd like to discuss about. Is it there's a gender identity issue? Hell knows.
Thank you for your positive thoughts.
U