{"id":50,"date":"2014-09-24T06:30:00","date_gmt":"2014-09-24T06:30:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/typingmonkeys.com\/ait\/?p=50"},"modified":"2018-02-21T22:32:12","modified_gmt":"2018-02-22T02:32:12","slug":"therapy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/possiblegirl.com\/sotheresthat\/therapy\/","title":{"rendered":"Day 2: Therapy"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"p1\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The fear has crept in.<\/span><\/div>\n<div class=\"p2\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div class=\"p1\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">It&#8217;s so easy to make courageous pronouncements from the safety of one&#8217;s home. It&#8217;s another to take a sterile NYC elevator up ten stories to meet a complete stranger and acknowledge things I&#8217;ve only ever admitted to myself.<\/span><\/div>\n<div class=\"p2\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div class=\"p1\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">So I nervously sit in the waiting area (in boy mode), waiting for my turn, trying not to check the time on my phone every 30 seconds.\u00a0<\/span><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Finally I am beckoned into the therapist&#8217;s office.<\/span><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Mercifully, she is kind, calm and comforting.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">And I babble.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">I barely let her get in a word edgewise. Because it is such a relief to unburden myself for the first time. To admit that I am transgendered (&#8220;I accept!&#8221;).<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">I am emotional. I am happy. I am unburdened. Probably for the first time in my life.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The time flies by and the session nears its end. My favorite line? &#8220;Oh, you&#8217;re definitely transgendered.&#8221; But she also gently and kindly scolds me for self-medicating my hormone therapy (more on that later), and recommends I get my blood work checked (liver damage being the biggest danger).<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">I grudgingly agree, but ask for recommendations in NYC instead of home back in Maryland. New York just feels&#8230; friendlier. And don&#8217;t think I could come clean with my current doctor. At least not yet.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">We agree to talk again in a week and I return to the elevator that suddenly doesn&#8217;t seem so sterile anymore.<\/span><\/div>\n<div class=\"p1\"><span style=\"font-size: 10pt; color: #999999;\"><i>Note: When I began transitioning in 2014, I was known by my nickname DiG, which sufficed until I learned my mom had chosen Jennifer had my birth gone differently. So for historical sake, I leave my posts and podcasts as originally conceived, but know that my name is and apparently always was Jen.<\/i><\/span><\/div>\n<div class=\"p2\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The fear has crept in. \u00a0 It&#8217;s so easy to make courageous pronouncements from the safety of one&#8217;s home. It&#8217;s another to take a sterile NYC elevator up ten stories to meet a complete stranger and acknowledge things I&#8217;ve only ever admitted to myself. \u00a0 So I nervously sit in the waiting area (in boy [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-50","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-blog"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/possiblegirl.com\/sotheresthat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/50","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/possiblegirl.com\/sotheresthat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/possiblegirl.com\/sotheresthat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/possiblegirl.com\/sotheresthat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/possiblegirl.com\/sotheresthat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=50"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"https:\/\/possiblegirl.com\/sotheresthat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/50\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":566,"href":"https:\/\/possiblegirl.com\/sotheresthat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/50\/revisions\/566"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/possiblegirl.com\/sotheresthat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=50"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/possiblegirl.com\/sotheresthat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=50"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/possiblegirl.com\/sotheresthat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=50"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}