Today's been an odd day. On the crappy hand I'm moving again, due to my roommate moving to Quebec this summer and also for easier access to work. I'm going to miss her. She's incredibly LGBT positive, she owns my favourite breed of dog and has helped me more then I think I even know. I moved here on April 17th beciase my last roommate was a basket case as was her mother. This new roommate has given me things I haven't really gotten a heck of a lot. Validation. When ever I do something to help her she seems really appreiative. I've never really felt comfortable to do certain things around and for people, and yet with her she was helping me break that barrier. With her I can learn to (somewhat) take a compliment with my looks, work and talents (even if another part of me is used to doubting I am any good)
This was the roommate from heavy, she is dating a guy to but made sure he was trans friendly or wouldn't do anything with him let alone bring him to house.
I want to be able to process my sadness of leaving and have a good cry, and then wake up in my new place tomorrow knowing things are ok. All those emotions are in me. Sadly my dysphoira is real high today which is over riding much of my normal feelings I should have.
I wish I didn't have to go
