Well Today I attempted to pave the road to telling my mom what I feel I am, I sat her down at the computer and actually logged onto this website. I started showing her before and after pictures of all of you lovely ladies that are undergoing HRT and other processes during your transitions. She was amazed and said in many cases she couldn't tell at all and in most cases everyone looked very feminine.
Of course she found some distraction to turn to and my planned moment of revelation was suspended for a bit. So she wanted to go shopping as normal I drove her but out of the norm. She insisted Dad go along. I wish to tell mom first alone just her and I. So another opportunity passed by.
With the shopping done, my 90 year old father decided to go do his e-mails and then have a nap. Here I think, now is the time. I make coffee bring her one sit down, begin to carefully formulate my thoughts and mom picks up the phone and proceeds to start a hour long conversation with a family friend.
Coincidence or is it possible she knows and just doesn't want to hear me say it?
On other fronts I have determined to make an appointment with my GP, to tell him about this and ask for a referral. Colleen recommended a support group that is local to me and I e-mailed the leader of the group for information.
I am currently an emotional ball of relief, fear, trepidation, anxiety and determination.
Somehow it help's to write this down and know there are others out there that can identify with me.
Thank you all for even looking at my musings.
Hugs Glena.
