I don't post too much any more, having got well past the screaming hab-dabs stage and finding myself to be a bit inept at giving people useful advice. So...I've been full-time for about 2 years, HRT for 18 months, pass well enough to blend in, kept enough of a relationship with my wife that we won't be getting divorced over the T thing and have kept my job, even being promoted a few times. Y'know, dream transition, no real nastiness to deal with and I do feel I have been very, very lucky.
So the weird thing. I went along to a trans support group this evening. My first time ever as I never felt the need. TBH I still don't feel the need j but thought I would pop along to see whether I could be useful. My Gods was that ever an idiot idea! There seemed to be a cosy cabal that had very definite ideas on how things should be done. I spoke to one of the leaders who, rather than wanting to support seemed more inclined to stress how lucky we all were to only have a seven year wait full of time wasting and setbacks and how much harder it was in her young day.
I don't think I have been more irritated in quite a long time. Utter pish.
Rosie