08 march 2020
In the words of 10,000 Maniacs:
Theeeese ahh-re deeeaaays...
That you'll remember...
I had group therapy last week for the first time. It was a group specifically geared towards transfeminine folk, and the conversations there must have sparked something in me. A catalyst for change. Unapologetic demand for respect and competency in care. It felt good.
That was what, Tuesday? Thursday I had an appointment with my GP. There was a conversation. It went something like this:
"Doc, I would like the HRT." "Cool. Get the letter from your therapist and I will write you a script ASAP. Let's do this."
Mind. Blown.
So then, I had been planning to come out at work. It was this item on my to-do list that kept being put off and put off. I had planned on doing it Friday. Friday morning comes around and I get an email that one of our coworkers is transitioning, these are the pronouns to use, this is the name that they would like.
Wow.
Is there something in the air right now? So, I went to my boss and bosses boss and had another conversation. It went something like this:
"I would like to be referred to with she/her pronouns." Boss: "Okay." Bosses' Boss: "Honestly, I'm surprised this hasn't happened sooner."
Okay. After years of feeling like I'm in a rut in terms of gender and expression, in the space of a week everything is suddenly shifting and working towards the things that I've wanted for a long time.
Never before, and never since, I promise. Will the whole world be warm as this.