Has poor linda finally gone off the deep end? Let me explain.
It started as a vague feeling of unease and discomfort a few days ago and turned to restlessness, avoiding the mirror and an unidentified yearning and at this time i'm at the point of screaming. And it's wonderful, because i finally recognize it for what it is, dysphoria, a feeling that has plagued me my whole life. Oh my goodness, how blind i have been, but i can take this, it has a name.
In related news, i screwed up enough courage to write my doctor again, this time after five months of silence requesting info on how things are going. i am still unsure about hormones, i am embarrassed to admit.
linda