Quick work update this morning…I have come out to my first person!
As I mentioned in my last post, there was the possibility of me coming out to a coworker relatively soon, or rather, my coworker’s friend (who is my former professor) mentioning my transition to my coworker. That conversation never actually happened between the two of them, so I decided to bite the bullet and tell my coworker myself. Rather than bore you with the exact details of the conversation, I can pretty much sum it up in one word: Awesome.
I feel like the past week has been full of everything and nothing. There haven’t been any major breakthroughs, events, or news to report, but at the same time, I’ve come out to a few more people (my younger brother, one of my best friends from high school, and one of my former professors who I talk to regularly) and have been feeling more and more impatient. I think the “everything” is just the swirling mess in my head. I have another 4 ½ weeks until my top surgery consult, and I’m slowly becoming more paranoid about it (because I want it to go well—I want a surgery date by the end of that appointment!). What if the doctor says he can’t do the surgery until I lose weight? What if he doesn’t have any open dates until next year, or even further away? What if there’s something so wrong with me that he just can’t do it? (Okay, that one is a bit much, but you can see where the circles of fear, obsession, and despair are leading me!) Keep reading