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Another step, still more to go.

Started by ~^FC^~, February 29, 2016, 03:33:30 PM

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~^FC^~

I just got back from my injection training and got my first delestrogen injection. I was freaking out internally because I really hate needles. Like when I got my blood test last time, I pretty much fainted after it was over (my sister is the same with needles). But this, I hardly felt it at all. I think I'll be fine injecting myself, and I'm finding needles less scary now.

Anyways, so I started AA and progestin on Feb. 2nd, and today I got my first e injection. Another personal milestone for me and another step on this journey. And I'm elated, excited, nervous, a whole bunch of things about it. I'm a musical person so the song that's going through my head right now is "Looking Up" by Paramore.

I actually have to get a passport soonish, and for now, I'll keep it as M until male fail. Going to the Philippines to see my Mom's family (cousins, aunts, uncles, all that) in May with my Mom, Dad, Sister, Aunt, Uncle and 2 Cousins, and I am just anxious about planes. I've never been on a plane (other than when I was in my Mom's belly). I just don't like being in big metal things going fast, which is also why I hate driving.

Anyways, I'm slowly feeling better and doing okay for now. Hope everything stays on the positive because I don't have any room for negativity now. That's right, negativity, shoo!

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~^FC^~

Well, I did my first injection on my own today (the nurse showed me and gave me the first shot last week so I knew how it'd go and feel). Even though I know it wasn't gonna be bad, I was still nervous and nearly passed out afterwards. I don't know, I just get really anxious I guess. But I'm alive still, so that's good, right?

In other news, my Mom's still got emotions swinging left and right about me transitioning and stuff, saying she "doesn't get it." And that's okay, my therapist told her a while ago that she doesn't have to get it and might not ever. But she's fine, not really hassling me about it too much. I'm just happy that my parents are helping me with this and other things and I love them so much for it.

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