Guess I'm just writing this to get it off my mind. Been a good day and a tiring one. After getting off from work at 6am, I went to visit my 84 year old Dad for a couple hours. He has never accepted my trans status, but the visit went well. Then, at 2pm, I met with a woman that helps people write powerful resumes. I had to tell her I am a transman, because there are parts of my work history that I cannot include in the resume. (Wrong name...wrong gender). Anyway, I just got home a few minutes ago, and I am so tired. Tired to the point I don't know what to feel. I know the worst part was all the anxiety. The anxiety of wondering how the visit would go with my Dad. the anxiety of knowing I was going to have to tell this woman I am a transman, and will she be ok with it, or get up and walk out?
Thankfully, it all went well. And, thankfully, I don't have to repeat this day.
