When I was anticipating my facial surgery, time stopped. I was like a kid waiting for Christmas. I was anxious but not that scared. This was a pretty irreversible step and I kept wondering if I was doing the right thing. But as the time got closer, the less I worried and the more I anticipated my new face (and other things

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In contrast, the weeks before my GRS, I was much more relaxed. By that point I had just about completed everything else in my transition, and this was just the last step. I did try to plan as much as I could and that took a lot of the worry out of it.
I was totally freaked out with worry about getting through airport security, however. I had not flown since before 9/11 and I knew that I would set off the alarms because I have quite a bit of metal in my body from an injury. I was afraid that I would somehow be outed as trans and put on a no-fly list or interogated for hours.
I had nothing to worry about, though. All my documentation said I was female so there was no way they could have detained me for being something I'm not. As expected, I did set off the alarms. I was wanded down with respect by a woman and then sent on my way. Total time in the security line: 5 minutes.
By time I got on the plane I collapsed from exhaustion from all the worry.
Valentina, you'll be fine. Try to identify what is making you anxious. Once you do that, try to find a way to address your worries. That sometimes helps me.
And if it is nothing you can do anything about, then try to put it out of your mind. (yeah, right...)
-Sandy