I couldn't sleep because I'm thinking about how without any teaching opportunities, I have to find another job to survive and save for top surgery.
I worried for a while and then just got my butt up and wrote a cover letter that I was planning to write Sunday evening. I feel better but I'm still stressed. They do a credit check, criminal record check, and references check for all previous jobs - meaning, guess what? Outed. *sigh* Whatever. I will work my butt off this year, get my surgeries, and move away and start fresh. Thank you mom and dad for giving me an undoubtedly female birth name.