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I had my initial assessment appointment for gender dysphoria today. Pending i can convince the consultant, i'll get a diagnosis of gender dysphoria, that i can take to endocrinologist, and get started on HRT. I think the appointment went well. I was very ready for a lot of his questions and concerns.
But regardless, it was brutal.
"Oh, so you were suicidal? How many times did you try to kill yourself? How did you do it? Were you ever hospitalised? Oh, you had this psychotic episode? What happened there? Your mum died when you were ten? Tell me more. You were abused? Gonna have to get into that more in the follow-up"
Just an entire hour like that
I had to crack myself wide open, and be extremely raw and vulnerable. And i've been in the weirdest state since. I'm coping, in my own way. But yeah, suffice to say, as far as today is concerned, i'm not doing okay. I'll be fine tomorrow though, i'm sure.
But regardless, it was brutal.
"Oh, so you were suicidal? How many times did you try to kill yourself? How did you do it? Were you ever hospitalised? Oh, you had this psychotic episode? What happened there? Your mum died when you were ten? Tell me more. You were abused? Gonna have to get into that more in the follow-up"
Just an entire hour like that
I had to crack myself wide open, and be extremely raw and vulnerable. And i've been in the weirdest state since. I'm coping, in my own way. But yeah, suffice to say, as far as today is concerned, i'm not doing okay. I'll be fine tomorrow though, i'm sure.
TV is broken. The part that receives the signal is broken so it's stuck on one news channel. The way I turn it on is to plug it into the wall and consequently unplug it when i want it off. have to watch everything from a laptop or a small tablet. oh well i get a new tv on Wednesday. makes me realize how much I use it for company (it's on a lot but I don't watch it that much).
I feel like i have this memory.
There was a time, a while back, where - get this wacky notion.
I'd lie down sometimes, and i'd close my eyes.
Then i'd see a bunch of trippy stuff for a while.
Then i'd open my eyes, and feel rested and re-energised.
I know, wild concept in this day and age.
When people relentlessly call you and arrange appointments with you instead of just LETTING YOU BLOODY SLEEP.
I'm running on 4 and a half hours of sleep.
And a bit, maybe, it was hard to make it out when i got woken up by yet another fucking phone call.
I hate this.
There was a time, a while back, where - get this wacky notion.
I'd lie down sometimes, and i'd close my eyes.
Then i'd see a bunch of trippy stuff for a while.
Then i'd open my eyes, and feel rested and re-energised.
I know, wild concept in this day and age.
When people relentlessly call you and arrange appointments with you instead of just LETTING YOU BLOODY SLEEP.
I'm running on 4 and a half hours of sleep.
And a bit, maybe, it was hard to make it out when i got woken up by yet another fucking phone call.
I hate this.
I wasn’t feeling well since yesterday.
This morning, if it wasn’t for my friend i wouldn’t even know the school made a last minute announcement for an online oath taking, wth, i have to rush preparation and stressing as early as 9am! On a day when it’s supposed to be a free day for me.
Went out for a while to do a short grocery, came back and there’s a big poop in the litter box, and i know damn well none of my 4 girls can do that, so it must be from my constipated baby boy tom… i am so happy if it is really from him… which also confirms that he can only poop in my absence or in the absence of any humans.
This morning, if it wasn’t for my friend i wouldn’t even know the school made a last minute announcement for an online oath taking, wth, i have to rush preparation and stressing as early as 9am! On a day when it’s supposed to be a free day for me.
Went out for a while to do a short grocery, came back and there’s a big poop in the litter box, and i know damn well none of my 4 girls can do that, so it must be from my constipated baby boy tom… i am so happy if it is really from him… which also confirms that he can only poop in my absence or in the absence of any humans.