What is your ----- covering up?

This is something we're working towards answering right now. Can't answer it, but I sure wish I could.

Wow.... this is hard....well, I think the extra weight I am carrying around covers up the "real me" that even though I have gotten to know and begun to love, STILL doesn't feel like it will ever be enough, so I bury her and hide her underneath fat. Everything, everything I talk about in t these days goes back to my mother issues (the "negative mother complex", t calls it). As long as I can remember I have never felt like I was good enough for that woman have always felt that I was a huge disappointment to her. No matter what glowing things other people say to me or about me, no matter what good feelings for myself I develop, I still hear her voice when I was little "you'll never amount to anything" or "why can't you be more like so-and-so" ad nauseum. I really need to fix this mother cr@p.

Maybe I can just convince myself that I was switched at birth and leave it at that.

I'm really appreciating the insight everyone is sharing. And the fact that many of you think this was a good question makes me think my new T knows what they are doing

Keep having your T challenge you and then you can challenge us! In case some of us have slacker T's.

My bisexuality....ugh! Haven't accepted that yet.

Yeah - I know where you're coming from there. It took me a long long time to accept that about myself - but I did, with t's help. Shortly after, I told my h during a multiple-margarita mexican dinner and he was great about it, still is in fact, it makes people-watching with him a lot of fun!

Artemis how did help you come to accept your bisexuality? I'm slightly afraid to bring it up.

Still ruminating on this.....

I think my depression is covering anger too. Anger about not being heard, not being understood, not being given security, at my mother's misattunement, being emotionally neglected, not feeling 'held', abandonment and the anger in the grieving process that I've never been allowed to express.

My eating disorder is covering up how powerless I have felt my entire life. It is the only thing I have ever felt masterful over. It provides me a hiding place in my head and body where no one or nothing can touch me. It numbs the anxiety and shame I have felt since I was a little girl, and now as a woman.