Thank you all for the support and rooting for me to get my T... Thursday was the day, I got my first injection and it's hard to believe that it finally happened! But it was a hugely emotional day for other reasons...
Thursday was a really hectic day for me, my parents are very controlling and have been stalking me at my house and at Amy's work for the past week. We asked them not to come around anymore and they showed up on Thursday night and called the police and filed a missing persons report... even though they knew where I was and that I was perfectly ok. So Amy called the police just as she saw that they were on our property once more and having the nerve to file a missing persons report (we have video survellience of our property). A long story short, the police officer came and supervised a conversation between myself and my parents, they were very cruel and my mom said "I can tell you're on T, your face looks terrible" (I had a staph infection last week and it was on my face and it's completely healed now but still a little red... it was really embarrassing). So I gave her the finger... I don't know what posessed me to do that, I've always been very respectful of my parents but I think I've just finally been pushed way too far. They told me they were going to disown me anyways and said that they may aswell do it now. I told them I didn't want to see them anymore... atleast for 6 months and then I will evaluate it. I do not feel safe at home and they have been here while Amy and I are at work and our daughter (who's out of school for the summer) is at home and intimadating her. This is completely unacceptable and I need my family to know that they are safe and that I will not let anything (or anyone) harm them in anyway. I'm not happy that it had to come down to the relationship between my parents and I ending over something like this, but they ultimately made the call and wrote me off, I have to learn to be able to let that go and realize that is their decision and there is nothing I can do to change that or them.
I believe mostly in fate and that whatever is meant to be will happen in it's own time. I believe that I wasn't meant to get my T on either of the days that I was scheduled to get it because I ended up getting it on the perfect day. I was so stressed out about how to tell my parents I was starting injections and that I had changed my name etc. But it all just came out and I think ultimately in a healthy way because they are very hurtful and damaging to me and everything I stand for. I believe having that shot prepared me for that incident with the cop and my parents... I felt invincible and that nothing could bring me down.
All of that aside, it feels GREAT to finally have accomplished something that I've worked so hard to get. As well, with the quitting smoking, I have started getting up at 7 am and running for 45 minutes with our dog. It came out of nowhere and it's really refreshing to be able to run for 45 minutes without getting winded or even being able to run for more than 10 minutes is a miracle! Slowly but surely my life is starting to assemble itself... or am I doing that?
Tino
