Phew. Glad I got that off my chest…

Phew. Glad I got that off my chest…

I woke up at 6am, my body was sleepy but the rest of me was fully alert, aware of what was ahead of me. I showered with an anti-bacterial scratchy sponge provided by Nuffield Hospital. I picked up my binder, hesitated, and left it on the bed. I guess there wasn’t much...
A.W.O.L

A.W.O.L

A.W.O.L Yes, I know, it’s been a year – over a year, since I wrote here, since I said that I’d “keep fucking blogging.” I’m looking back on my 2012 reflection. And to be honest with you, nothing has really changed. In 2013, I saw Dr Seal at GenderCare. Then I...

Saturday 24th November

Today I saw Dr Lorimer. What a great guy. I didn’t know what to anticipate, who to expect, but he definitely surpassed everything. Right from the get-go, he was friendly, approachable, and funny. Well, he tried to be. It wasn’t an appointment. It was a conversation. I...

Becoming one of the boys

I had a telephone appointment with a member from the counselling team from the NHS so I could get on the very long waiting list to receive counselling. It went okay, but I’m going to probably have to seek help privately just because I don’t think this can wait 6...

Bittersweet Updates

I disappeared again. I wish I could say that it was because things had gotten better, or that something had changed, but no. Nothing better, nothing changed. In the past couple of weeks, I’ve never felt so much anger, frustration and despair. I’ve been...

Declaring Sanity

On Monday I had my long-anticipated mental health assessment. I guess this is the one that gets the transball rolling. After they find me clear of any mental health problems, they can refer me to gender identity clinic where I can finally be on my way to a physical...