I guess neither of us are strangers to police violence. I'm being circumspect because it's a public forum and I don't want either of us getting a knock on the door. So I'll say again, love and solidarity forever comrade. Be as safe as you can.
I keep telling myself I'll forget about all this waiting soon enough, but it's not making it feel any better. I won't be relaxed till I'm holding it in my hand.
Also you're right, I should be having fun rn. What am I doing?
Damn girl that dress looks like it was made for you. I still haven't tried one because I'm terrified of the fit being bad and hitting a dysphoria spiral bit I keep looking at them in shops. One day soon.
But I have now bought 3 skirts and I love them all. I also bought some really cute femme linen trousers, they have a shape that is totally different to any "for men" trousers I've ever owned and they make me feel cute as hell.
There she is! Wishing you a week full of confidence and joy!
I finally got my blood test results so next step is to get my hrt prescription, so excited. But I'm also at a work thing that involves being alone in hotel rooms all week and I'm quite looking forward to being home.
I've been waiting weeks for blood test results so I can get started on hrt. They said some of my results were above normal ranges so a dr was going to call me. So I'm freaking out that I'm sick or something and they'll say I can't start hormones.
Well it turns out that the nice trans man who did my blood test wow my gender as woman, without making a note that I'm amab and I havent started hrt. So the issue was that the reference levels for my tests were set to cis woman.
So a doctor phones me up and tells me they're are some worrying numbers on the test results. Then he says "says here your testosterone levels are very very high".
I'm like "yes I know, that's the entire fucking problem!"
We laughed about it when we cleared up the misunderstanding but I still don't have my fucking results so I can't send them to imago and get on hrt. UK loves to keep you waiting.
I started therapy when my egg cracked, I was filled with fear and doubts and I knew I needed help getting through it. My therapist is an older trans lady and she is real cool. I was Neo in the matrix going to the Oracle asking her if I was the one. I think i was hoping to get a "you are trans enough" seal of approval. Just like in the matrix it became clear early on that she was not going to tell me I'm trans or not. Somehow we've barely talked about my gender identity, we're talking about family trauma instead. Sneaky therapist.
Anyway it's rough and emotional but I'm really getting a lot out of it. It took a few sessions of chit - chat but we're in the real shit now. Wishing you the best with yours.
It's driving me fucking mad. I know this is an issue for cis women too but I've never met a cis woman who could match my ass hair.
I'm planning on walking into a laser clinic and going scorched earth but I'm so fucking broke right now and I have to pay for hormones first. If things turn around at work I'm going nuclear on this shit.
Sorry pups, you're gonna have to take one for the team on this one.