I guess if I were to describe today in two words: unnecessarily stressful. Just… so exhausted now.

I guess I also didn’t realize how much this stuff just effects me more. Like… I just can’t help it. Sigh.

Good thing that happened today: Got addressed as ma’am on the phone.

Bad thing that happened today: I was on the phone because my insurance switch hasn’t gone through so right now I have no insurance.

It’s always something…

Interacting with folks at work is amusing, particularly since I’m on mostly telework so no one sees me on a daily basis and I’m not out to anyone. Whenever I’ve been asked how I’m doing, I have no problem telling them about my mental breakdown last year and my subsequent “quest to find myself, improve my body and mind, and take care of the real me.”

Lots of support when I leave it at that. One of my favorite subordinates responded yesterday, “I’d really like to know more about what you’re doing sometime because that’s so important.” I couldn’t help but smile when I responded with a “I’d love to tell you my story if we ever meet up.” (She’s 100% remote and I’ve never even seen her IRL).

Welp, 90 days of HRT come and gone. Not a huge number in the great scheme of things, but it kinda does mean something to me.

When I was doing lots of research prior to starting people always tossed out the three month mark as when you can easily stop HRT in case you wanted to “try it out.” I’m sure that estimation is BS to begin with, but it makes me feel good I’ve made it past this imagination trial period with even more motivation to continue.

Thanks to all of you amazing folks for the support. 

I love to buy me stuff so I don’t need an excuse but it does make the justification easier.

For 30 days on HRT I got my first dress and skirt.

60 days, first ear piercing

Tomorrow is 90 days and I decided to get me a nice charm bracelet… something I’ve wanted all my life but never got for… reasons. (Also getting my second ear piercing on Friday).

Appreciate everyone’s kind words earlier about my anxiety issues yesterday. Had my on campus meetings and thankfully once I got back into my element it was business as usual. Anxiety was there but it dissipated mostly once I took over talking.

In fact the worst part was I broke a nail during one if my meetings nervously keeping my hand in my pocket. I guess I’ll gladly take that as the worst thing to happen (but hopefully not too many times).