Last night was terrible. Over the past few days, I have gone through a rollercoaster of emotions. It's been some really big high's and some really big low's.
I went to my first official appointment with the counselor at school. This lady, really has an extremely limited experience with trans people. And throughout the session I felt like she was judging me. Now, I've been to other psychologists/counselors before. So I know how it is. And I can say that most if not all of those times, I never felt judged or felt like they were being rude. This lady had an attitude throughout that just didn't settle right. She is really going to make me go through counseling for a while before she even considers helping me. That got me extremely depressed. I don't get the feeling that she is going to help me any time soon. I will give it another go though because at this point I have no other choice.
I've been in a sad mood. Just because things aren't going the way I had hoped and I realize I'm going to be stuck in this body for even longer. So I have been moody around my family even more. But for that reason, I keep to myself. I don't want drama and I don't want to bug them. My mother and grandmother have shown support up until now. Last night though my mother started to ask what was wrong with me. Why I was treating them so badly and what not. She kept calling me her daughter. I mean she said it like 3 times in the matter of a minute. And then she said I wasn't being the "mature woman" I claimed to be. At this point it was a fight. But I admitted to her that apart from everything, it was hurting me that they kept calling me "she" and other female names. It just sort of makes me feel like I'm some girl pretending to be a boy. Well, when my grandmother heard what was going on, she came over. She asked what was happening. My mom told her what I had said. My grandmother basically started saying "What's wrong with her? She just wants attention. What the hell is wrong with her? What is she thinking?" I don't understand it...Either she suppports me or not. She has seen two other people in her family transition. But no matter what, I feel like she will always judge me in a different light. She said that they never had problems like I do. That it was easier for them or something. Mind you they transitioned like 30+ years ago. I never knew them. And I am sure they just never spoke of the pain and problems.
At this point, I have broken down. I don't even feel like transition is worth it. I'm so hurt. I cried enough last night. I just want to give up. Transition, being what I am, has caused me nothing but pain and depression.