A positive note; with so many people having issues with their therapists/therapy I thought I would share my experience, in hopes that it may be encouraging.
I went to therapy today, dressed as myself. Unfortunately I left my phone in the car, so no pics to share, but if I must say so, I did look very good (credit to my fiancee for helping me with wardrobe!) As i got out of the car I caught a glimpse of my reflection and wondered who that woman was... a good start.
In therapy, I went over the bad and good since the last session, and in the middle of the session my therapist told me that I looked really good, that there was a feminine glow about me that was missing the first time she saw me presenting female... and that was when it came out.
A couple of weeks ago, my fiancee asked me, point blank, what my transition was all about. It flummoxed me, and I stumbled around for a moment before she said, "Because I thought it was about you being free to be you, and lately all I've been seeing is that you've exchanged your male mask for an attempt at a female one." (She was more gentle than that, I'm paraphrasing). And it hit me, finally, what she had been telling me all along. I've been so worried about mannerisms and gestures and the way I walk and the way I talk when presenting as female that I had lost track of the reason I was transitioning in the first place: to be comfortable in this world as the real me.
She's told me similar things in the past, but I don't think I was ready then to really internalize them. Over the past couple of weeks, I've been working on presenting as *me*. And, according to my therapist, it's paying off.
At my next appointment I'm getting two letters. A "bathroom letter" (to help in the event I get in trouble in the restroom) and my letter for HRT. I'm blessed to have a great therapist and a wonderful family (as well as the wonderful folk here at Susan's) that have helped me come so far so fast.
*hug*