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your blood flows through my veins
Hey guys just popping in to remind trans people that starting to see a therapist as early as you can is a great idea. Complaint post becase I try to be stealth online as much as possible but I'm out here so why not. Swearing and self-loathing derived from transsexualism.
I've been seeing my guy since April and we've made absolutely no tangible progress because my high potential diagnosis (basically high IQ and terrible social shortcomings) means I'm 'emotionally immature' so I have to do a bunch of stupid bullshit now. I'm doing a Rorschach test in a couple of weeks and I'm booked for an appointment with a urologist for god knows what reason in fucking late November because she doesn't have any earlier dates.
I'm also stuck in Britain 50% of the year because of university so I have a very limited timeframe and it's slowing things down even more and every day I have to physically force myself to get out of bed because life in this fucking disgusting female body is entirely unbearable. I've started working out in preparation for T (since it increases the risks of cardiovascular diseases and I have a heart condition so I want to strain it as little as possible) and an eventual top surgery (a year after I start hormones, which is looking increasingly less likely to happen this year) which helps but I still only get read correctly about 60% of the time.
I can't even stand to hear myself speak because that high pitched voice rings up my diaphragm and through my skull. I just don't think about the fact that I'll never know what it's like to just be born with a penis and experience all the sensations one gets from it because then I'm just out of commission for the day.
Either way bullshit like this comes up so try to start it as early as you can, even if that first phonecall is hard. I really wish I'd started the process right after coming out to my mother because coming to university without being stealth has been one of the worst experiences of my life.
Only upside is that my mother's being really nice even though she's being terrible on the pronouns and name front. She's very keen on me starting hormone therapy, and has volunteered to drive me to Gent (a place in Belgium which has one of the most famous trans-related doctors and hospitals) so we can bully the doctor until I get my way but I told her that's not how it works. I appreciate the sentiment though.
I'm probably going to turn up the pressure on my therapist though because I hardly see him (he's never fucking in) and I'd like to transition before I die of old age.
I've been seeing my guy since April and we've made absolutely no tangible progress because my high potential diagnosis (basically high IQ and terrible social shortcomings) means I'm 'emotionally immature' so I have to do a bunch of stupid bullshit now. I'm doing a Rorschach test in a couple of weeks and I'm booked for an appointment with a urologist for god knows what reason in fucking late November because she doesn't have any earlier dates.
I'm also stuck in Britain 50% of the year because of university so I have a very limited timeframe and it's slowing things down even more and every day I have to physically force myself to get out of bed because life in this fucking disgusting female body is entirely unbearable. I've started working out in preparation for T (since it increases the risks of cardiovascular diseases and I have a heart condition so I want to strain it as little as possible) and an eventual top surgery (a year after I start hormones, which is looking increasingly less likely to happen this year) which helps but I still only get read correctly about 60% of the time.
I can't even stand to hear myself speak because that high pitched voice rings up my diaphragm and through my skull. I just don't think about the fact that I'll never know what it's like to just be born with a penis and experience all the sensations one gets from it because then I'm just out of commission for the day.
Either way bullshit like this comes up so try to start it as early as you can, even if that first phonecall is hard. I really wish I'd started the process right after coming out to my mother because coming to university without being stealth has been one of the worst experiences of my life.
Only upside is that my mother's being really nice even though she's being terrible on the pronouns and name front. She's very keen on me starting hormone therapy, and has volunteered to drive me to Gent (a place in Belgium which has one of the most famous trans-related doctors and hospitals) so we can bully the doctor until I get my way but I told her that's not how it works. I appreciate the sentiment though.
I'm probably going to turn up the pressure on my therapist though because I hardly see him (he's never fucking in) and I'd like to transition before I die of old age.