So I'll be telling my girlfriend (of 5 years) I'm TG this Friday after I go see my therapist. We've talked about a plan of attack, and considered some of the possible reactions and the best way to respond to said reactions and so on and we've had a few sessions at this point to talk about it. Expect the worst, hope for the best. I'm prepared for the worst but I'm terrified of losing her. I love her to death and our lives are pretty much entwined. Naturally, as the day draws closer, it's all I can think about so I'm horrified and I can't sleep which amplifies my anxiety and makes me more tired at work which makes me feel worse. Lucky for me I think a spider egg hatched somewhere in, or near, my bed because I've found like 30 baby spiders crawling on me in the last hour. But hey, maybe it's a blessing in disguise because now all I can think about is the spiders in my bed which is at least more comforting than the horrible outcomes I keep playing over and over in my head.
Sorry for the depressing sarcasm but I'm just sitting her thinking "Really? spiders too???" Why couldn't it have been bunnies?!? I really wanted to cry but instead I think I'll just sit here and vent to you all and try to keep moving forward. Life's a bully sometimes but they say it's always darkest before the dawn so hopefully things will get better after Friday.
-Ondi