Hi everyone! After a little time with the Psychologist this weekend I am doing a little better now. Even with everything happening this weekend I have found new hope. Word got out that I was in trouble and the local trans community (people I have never really met because I belong to another group) turned out to help me in ways I can never repay. I got home from the hospital to find food in the house, gas in my Jeep and utilities which were about to be cutoff payed in full. On top of this there was money left for my Endo visit and HRT meds for tomorrow. To top it all off I received an offer to live with a Paramedic friend of mine who lives alone in a large house. There will be separate rooms for myself and my son until we can find something more permanent which she said don't rush to find. The best part is it is in the middle of the GLBT section of the city so I will be able to relax and not worry at all. To think I almost missed out on this show of kindness is indescribable. I know now that no matter how rough things get there is always hope and people who do care. This has taught me something very big and humbled me in a big way. Thank you to everyone who PMed me, E-mailed and called on the phone for your concern, compassion and efforts to make sure I lived to enjoy my life. I owe you more than I can repay! Thank you, thank you, thank you with a huge hug on top!

I think the old, but improved me will be making a come back here very soon. Until then, I still love you all and think of you often.

PS-How in the world can hospital Jell-O be tasteless?