It's been a up and down several days.
Last Thursday, Patty & I were packing for a 3 & 1/2 hour trip to Kansas City to see a DCapella show. When we started packing for our overnight trip, and we started bouncing around outfits; she asked 'What are we "Girls" going to wear?' I froze. That was the first time she ever referred to me as a GIRL!!!! It was wonderful because I felt accepted as who I really am! It was also a moment of disbelief because I tried to hide it for over 25 years. How could she trust me, and accept me???
The weekend, afterwards, was downhill...... (Another story...)
I didn't ask for Gender Dysphoria. I didn't ask to be a Des Daughter. My parents, and her OB/GYN, were doing the best they could based on the scientific info presented to them. They didn't know it was flawed.
I didn't one day decide I was a woman.
It was after 55 years of fighting what I felt was having to live up to somebody else's norm, and having the desire to escape, that I accepted my coping mechanisms were killing me, and if I didn't accept what I was I would die in the next couple of years.
I have a follow up Endo appointment next week. Looking at the labs from last week, the Testosterone suppression is right on target. My Estradiol levels may still be a bit low. That's all for my Doctor to figure out. My Blood Glucose levels are a bit high, but I wasn't told I needed to be NPO for these blood tests....
I'm not complaining or asking to change anything. I feel like a human being now vs. being a zombie on 20 years of antidepressants.
Kate
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