I've had so many positive experiences since embracing my need to transition. One after another I've been freed from fears, prejudices have been blown away and really the the world looks a lot more wonderful.
But! Then you have systems. Such as, oh say, health care.
I had insurance coverage for the parts of transition I needed and I lost it. But, I've gone over that already in another thread. Now that I've explored every option I can think of to try and save it (my old employer is closing so there goes the COBRA option) I'm resigned to paying for discrimination every week by having to buy a plan that doesn't cover what I need it to cover.
Part of me feels foolish for complaining. I doubt I'm alone in this boat. This is just the most traumatic thing that has happened to me since I started coming out and thus making myself vulnerable to the world. It doesn't hurt as much as the nights I was sure I was stuck as a boy, but that pain is the only time in my life I can compare how I feel tonight to.
I'm angry that they didn't give me the exclusion list before I got hired, thereby removing my opportunity to make a choice for myself. In the plans I went shopping for I found that list readily enough. I thought... Bah! What does it matter? I'm also angry how cold my new employer has been. Unanswered e-mails (suppose I could try phone) but when I did confront one of the HR people she started to play the blame game of who was supposed to tell me. My boss told me I was "effusive". Another HR person listened, then went on to talk about all the wonderful charity work the company does like that somehow remedied the matter. She said she brought my lack of coverage and surprise up to a VP, VP said that they'll review the policy. I don't believe her. I also don't believe any of the people involved are bad or jerks. I just think they have blind spots that, being cisgendered, I can't blame them for having.
Meanwhile, I went to a It Gets Better panel and a Ball Jointed Doll panel at an Anime Con last weekend so I have fresh memories of how much I love my new life. So I also have fresh determination to fight for my life and not do something I might regret like harness my anger into energy to hurt my employer back even though I want to, I really want to. Heh, that actually makes me think of how happy I am that I really do NOT want a drink. A year ago, I probably would have found, no, I WOULD have found some beer tonight.
So I will not give them my loyalty. I will do my job to the best of my ability for the same reason I always have, because it makes me happy to do good work. I will not let them harm who I'm becoming and I will turn as many of these bad things as I can into lessons that I can learn to make me a better person. I just might get a start on that tomorrow. Tonight, I still feel like a cry. I do want to believe in good outcomes but this and Anna! : D's trials with her parents (for example)-- we don't deserve to be treated in these harsh ways. If we weren't, well, I know I would have had at least a little easier time getting help.