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So, today I went to my GP and it was - nicely said - horrible. She really didn't understand me, suggested it might just be a "phase" or that it was because of my depression.
BECAUSE OF my depression??? Are you kidding me?
I am depressed because I am trans*.
Okay, now I would rather call it dysphoria - and by the way: since I realised I am trans* I am so much better!
And then she typed that into her computer, so that the receptionist read it while printing my referral (not to a gender specialist obviously -.-), and she looked at me like I was an alien.
That was the first day in ages on which I broke down completely. Thanks. I really fucking needed this.
Luckily, I was also able to see my therapist - and she could calm me down (at least after some time).
I really don't know what to do now.
I didn't choose to be transgender, did I?
Also, I will never go there again. (I'm moving away anyway, so...)
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