have pretty much been this on an endless loop:
i can't even describe how much my life sucks right now. i might not have a way up to Ann Arbor to see a gender therapist or a doctor who'll prescribe me T. i tried through january to see if my therapist in town can talk with the director at the gender program to learn whatever it is she'd have to and be able to write me a T letter, then i tried to talk to my doctor to see if she'd prescribe me T and instead she referred me to another regular therapist who's insurance isn't on par with mine so this secretary whoever who i talked to at the doctors office sent me to place for general therapy, no specialists for anything to see another general therapist where i had to have an intake and i talked to this old ignorant insensitive ***** who didn't know the slightest thing about transgendered people, who was so ******* uncomfortable around me so i said o.k clearly I'm not going to be able to transition around here so I HAVE TO somehow find a way to Ann Arbor where i know the people at that program know what the **** they're doing. but i tried talking to my mom about it and she sounds like she still, somehow even though I've talked about it at my therapists office doesn't know what the **** i mean by transition and thinks I'm going to be destroying my whole **** body with the T. that every organ is going to shut down or something bad will happen and she'll have to take me to the emergency room or some stupid ****. she just doesn't want me to transition i really hate fake people and she's turned out to be one too, when i told her about all this in late october in my therapists office she took it amazingly well, i mean she wasn't the slightest bit mad or unaccepting about it, i couldn't be happier about it til the last few weeks I've noticed she only called me he or him or by Noah for the first couple weeks after i told her and now she says my girl name all the **** time and ends every sentence with girl. she must have thought it was some phase as if 25 year olds have phases. of course she's not going to say what she really meant in the office in front of someone else, she'll look bad she'll instead do this fake supporting of me than tell me she'll have nothing to do with any of this and refuse to take me there to get help. maybe if i tell her she either puts up with me changing into a guy or puts up with me being dead it'll change her mind but i don't know. i have to ask other family if they'll take me. ones who have left hillsdale county more often and don't think stuff like "Jackson is big enough." who will take me there. but I'm pretty sure my dad will be the same way or worse and have no part in it. my aunt who i also thought was perfectly fine with it when i first told her, told me a couple months ago she doesn't approve, said the people i became friends with (other trans guys) were a bad influence. really? for crying out loud! so i don't have her for help either, i don't know what the **** to do. there's no taxi's or buses here and even if we did that'd be terrible for getting there on time for an appointment and i really need to go with someone, they stay with me in the waiting room or something and leave with me because obviously they're going to have to take me back home too but i don't have a soul on earth who gives a ->-bleeped-<-, or doesn't understand and refuses to learn about it, mom really needs to pull her head out of her *** and realize I'm an adult i need a life of my own, she's never cared one bit about anything I've ever said, thought or done, any time I've ever tried doing anything on my own or have relationships besides her, she throws a fit and has no part of it whatsoever. I'm serious, she's ******* crazy to think she can keep us around as pets so she won't be alone. but she has. i need to tell her she either tolerates me transitioning, takes me to the gender program or she'll find me dead in this house real soon after i make and miss the first appointment. otherwise....i don't have any other way there, and i can't live like this anymore it's all been a lie. first time in a few years i mean YEARS that I've started to think suicide might have to be my only option if i spend a couple more months in the same place not on T and not even have seen a gt yet.
then i said all that to a friend over an e-mail (yay for copy and paste) saying i just reeeeeeeeally needed to vent about wanting to die so i didn't actually hurt myself so luckily i just spent a few days laying around crying and my chest felt heavy, moving, even breathing was work for some reason but i didn't actually do anything to physically harm me....wahoo? then a couple days ago it lifted off, I'm still scared as hell i might not be able to transition and i don't want to wait another year or 2 either because this is no life!! I'm not a girl!! but most of the emotional and physical doom feeling slowly faded away and friends at work, internet videos became funny again. it's odd. I'm still really scared but I think I'm sort of o.k? til my next therapists appointment this wednesday to see if she's heard from the director at the gender program yet since this started late december. ugh who knows.