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catharsis_logs I have to constantly suppress feelings of loneliness when I am at home and people I know are having fun with each other. 'People I know' because I'm not necessarily friends with them. (My sister's boyfriend's friends are staying over at our house and have been over for more than a month now. It's not very fun and I have the sneaking suspicion that I'm going to be moving out before they do and that kinda pisses me off a little tiny bit.)
I went to college freshman orientation yesterday which was fun but exhausting. Everyone was very nice even though I did get a sidelong look/sinking feeling when my dad referred to me as 'she'.
I think I'm more anxious about my dad being there during my surgery than I am about the surgery. We're going to be staying at this resort specifically for trans people recovering from surgery and I'm terrified that my dad is going to be impolite and/or misgender someone there. Although if he does gender them correctly I'll be peeved for an entirely different reason. That thing being jealousy. "Why can't he gender me correctly when he's perfectly fine with someone else." I suppose it'll be fine in the sense that he's known me as female my entire life up until now, and the people he'll be meeting at the resort (unless I lock him in our room) he'll only have known as male.
Something I also did recently was sign up to be an author on a LGBTQ tumblr blog for college freshmen. I hope I get accepted but I'm not getting my hopes up.
I went to college freshman orientation yesterday which was fun but exhausting. Everyone was very nice even though I did get a sidelong look/sinking feeling when my dad referred to me as 'she'.
I think I'm more anxious about my dad being there during my surgery than I am about the surgery. We're going to be staying at this resort specifically for trans people recovering from surgery and I'm terrified that my dad is going to be impolite and/or misgender someone there. Although if he does gender them correctly I'll be peeved for an entirely different reason. That thing being jealousy. "Why can't he gender me correctly when he's perfectly fine with someone else." I suppose it'll be fine in the sense that he's known me as female my entire life up until now, and the people he'll be meeting at the resort (unless I lock him in our room) he'll only have known as male.
Something I also did recently was sign up to be an author on a LGBTQ tumblr blog for college freshmen. I hope I get accepted but I'm not getting my hopes up.
