So I decided to finally go to the corner gas station store down the street from my house for some booze right before dialysis, just to ease my nerves. Alcohol is a lot more accessible, so that's my choice of "drugs," when I want to escape reality and ease my crazy ass social anxiety.
So something happened that I never expected at the gas station. I ran into the manager and she actually refused to give me my beer/liquor in exchange for my money even after displaying my I.D. card to prove my age. I must have made quite an amazing transition, even without a drop of Testosterone in me. That kinda made me feel good but at the same time I started walkin' away thinkin', "I don't give up easy."
That's what I told my social worker one time about getting on hormones. I walked right back in there and showed the manager my recent bus card which had a picture of me and my deadname. She couldn't help but make the connection and finally relinquished the beer unto me.
Yeah, I don't give up easy. I really need to ask my therapist for a carry letter and while I have that, I need to update my picture. This is kinda confirming but at the same time, it's a problem. Anyone else ever had this issue, especially as in the pre-transition stage? The manager seemed so impressed with how I looked, that it made me feel like a real king in the end!
Mod Edit- Illegal drug talk is against TOS 5