I meet with my dean today. All I really wanted was to get in, get my degree, transition enough that hopefully I pass at least decently, and get out to go on with my life. Now I am unsure of where my dorm room is, if they even will let me stay in the dorm, and I have a 'meet and greet' with my dean. I know this is Wyoming and I realized that this would probably cause a stir, but this is getting so complicated already when I haven't even started class! So far i've meet the lawyer, dean, assistent dean, counselor, and 5 other staff members!
Meeting with the housing director first to even see about a reduced rate on my housing because I was trying to avoid trouble in the first place with a single room. I place the petition that I have only a night to prepare, and am told that I should have an answer by the end of the day when the board meets. This was Wendsday. Then I'm told to come back Friday, and then next Wendsday! All the while no one can tell me anything about what's going on, they refuse to and tell me to wait! I start class in 10 days and I don't even know how to set up a payment plan because I don't know what my bill is because my housing situation is in the air! Great!
It gets better, this same day I go to meet the dean and basically tell him my life story because I'm trying to show that i'm just trying to cooperate because I want to stay as low profile as possible. It turns into a 2 hour meeting that does nothing but tell me that he does not think I'm ready to transition (former therapist) and feels that I should identify myself more before I think of transitioning on campus. The one line I kept hearing is that they are trying to watch out for my needs and the needs of the community. I also kept hearing how they needed to be so cautions about me eating in the residence halls and being in the dorms. All in all he did everything but show me the door and tell me to watch my butt.
I wanted to yell at him that I know the dangers, I sat by my friend's bed in the hospital after she was stabbed. I have been attacked myself! If I had gotten accepted anywhere else I would have gone there! On top of that, I know more about myself and who I am becoming more then he could know, and he could take all his suggestions about specialists and stick it! Where could I find a gender specialist in Wyoming let alone in this dinky college town?
I'm hoping that the students are a lot better about this as I go. But this series of meetings today has most certainly destroyed any optimism or hope about this college experience at this point. My family doesn't want to make up its mind about me, the school is only grudgingly accepting me, and I haven't even started class and already I'm having to worry about so much. What is going to happen to me come January when I start full time? I'm so sick of feeling so utterly alone.