Exordium
It’s about 2 1/2 short city blocks from our firm’s offices to the courthouse.
A 5 – 10 minute walk,
Depending on the weather, time of day, and shoes one is wearing.
Though I can comfortably now say that on days when one is returning to their home court for the first time,
After changing their sex/gender/whatever …
The walk seems about 1/2 block and barely a minute in duration.
There’s no doubt,
That at the time I made the walk …
I didn’t even come close to appreciating the magnitude of what I was doing …
I still don’t.
Because honestly …
While I’m smack dab in the middle of living it …
I’m honestly trying very hard not to think about it,
But to just trust my instincts.
As such …
The mini-series of following posts about my experiences are more spur of the moment feelings and thoughts reflecting very little actual thinking.
Meaning they are probably ….
All over the board,
Pointless, and …
Confusing.
For that I apologize.
Though seriously …
Would you expect anything other from me ?? 😉
Enjoy.
God Amy, I can so relate to these feelings. It wasn’t that long ago that I walked from the doctor’s parking lot into the hospital, past the security guard, the emergency room, and into x-ray. I was trying to hold my head up high, and pretend I wasn’t scared to death, but that would be a lie. I WAS scared. What did I think might happen? Ridicule, laughs, pointing, verbal assaults, insults, etc. But, in reality, the only thing that happened was the people in my department opened their arms and gave Dr Laura a big hug and said, "Welcome, girl", and it’s been OK since. And now they relate to me as a woman. I can enter into the girl-talk conversations, discuss clothes and dating and guys and it’s OK. I love my life. Thanks to you and ‘Kenna and other Laura, and Rebecca for all your help, wisdom, and encouragement. laura a.