So my day started with me calling BC services to get my name change form but only to be told that I can't even fill it out till I have lived here for a while which kinda made really sad I was almost in tears cause wtf am I suppose to do while sitting around waiting till I can get the cash to go to the main land to see a therapist?!?!?! Then to be told even more that I have to wait to see a therapist before I can even send in my gender marker change form( request for amends) cause I need a letter from them before they change my gender soo yeah I was really upset. I understand it takes time but urghhh!! anyways soo then I go to the store..GOODIES WILL CHEER ME UP!! expecially chocolate.. PFFT YEAH RIGHT..So I get to the cashier and she's like '' How are you ladies today? '' (  I was with my younger sister ) and felt like I just got kicked in the stomach I actually started tearing up handed my sister the 20$ and walked out, I had to do deep breathing exercise on the walk home cause I was and still am really upset over it and this is why I've become very anti-social and stay inside playing video games locked up in my room..I dislike public places soo much.

Sorry that there is a delay on your name and gender marker change. It will happen before you know it. I know it stinks, but hang in there. Hugs
Mariah

Urgh I know it just really sucks cause one I have never ever since I was little had patience for anything! lol also I don't have the money to go see a therapist right now well that and crossing across to the main land cause I am saving up to move out of my parents house..ridiculous right? going on 31 and still with my mom anyways it was more the lady at the store that topped my whole day off, my sister and me had to take our time getting home cause I was soo upset, and now I've locked myself back up in my room again.

It's not ridiculous at all. I think that after we become of age we all aspire for that time when we can be under our own roof and live by our rules and when transitioning it can be really crucial. Hugs
Mariah

I can understand that, I mean I want to live how I want to live with all my own stuff, a place where I can hide and feel comfortable in without everyone staring at me or wondering what I am up to. mind you my mom is very supportive of my decision she just sometimes doesn't understand why I leave a room in tears and will follow me to my room asking me what is wrong and when I say that I need time to myself will then yell at me..like damn I am grown adult I need some privacy every once in a while to deal with my own anxieties and my dysphoria.

Like today..when I came home from the store she was all over my ass excuse my language. I just ran to my room and shut the door and told everyone to leave me be for a while. I know she worries but I also just need my space I have always been independent and dealt with everything on my own.