I haven’t been able to start yet. My appointment for diagnosis is the 1st. But I’m not a bit worried..gender dysphoria is quite obvious. I have just wasted a lot of time. I know, everyone keeps telling me I’ve got plenty. No one knows what tomorrow holds, but perhaps I do have plenty of time. It’s just I knew so young that I wasn’t right, and everyone I looked up to made me feel bad and ashamed. If I had done things differently, I could’ve interrupted this God awful deep voice process.. I could’ve hit puberty with my own girly figure…do I make sense or am I babbling? Sometimes I can’t tell. I know life has been crappy to all of us, I’m no different. But the joy..no, the pure ecstacy I get from just telling someone about Jessica and have them look at me and say, Really? That’s it? Oh John…Jessica…I still love you. That makes me realize how much I’ve missed out on. And I know I’m over emotional but for example I sit here crying my eyes out typing this. I can’t change the past, but I also can’t help wanting to. I don’t want a pity party so I think I should stop this now. You did answer my questions and I thank you so much… I’m sorry I took that left turn but I do feel better now. Lol, talk about Bi-polar… Thanks girl.. 💋
💕-Jessi
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