… as Tobi would call it 
This past weekend was a good weekend actually and not just because of Thanksgiving and getting 4 days off from my day job. Y’all know about Thanksgiving and Black Friday but what happened on Saturday and Sunday?
First off, as usual I had a therapy session Saturday morning. It went rather well as usual but this time I left feeling tickled with happiness. The doc had said that from the moment I walked in the door she saw a girl. Even though I haven’t gone “made up”, the way I act, how I talk, etc… doesn’t say male. Also we got into my feelings about my voice and she said that sometimes I sound like a squeaky female with some of the words I say and how I say them. It just really made me happy as long as she wasn’t lying to me. I doubt my therapist would lie to me right?
After I got home, I did a little cleaning up before I was headed out the door again. Seems like I’m always on the go eh? I spent the night in Orlando visiting Tobi and her new boyfriend. It was so great to see her again 
We had so much fun Saturday night. There is a club/resort thing called the Parliament House in Orlando and it is just huge, there are shops, several bars, a restaurant and a hotel. It cost $7 to get in and I think worth it. There were soooo many people there. I had a great time; I got to dance and meet a couple of people but no one worth mentioning as none of them were my type at all. Blah, why can’t I get hit on by someone I find attractive? I had a gg tell me in the bathroom she loved the way I did my eyes and that she always has a problem trying to blend colors together ;;) Then I had to drive home Sunday afternoon cause I had to go to work… :B and was late cause traffic on I-4 was nasteeee (not to mention the entire interstate is under construction from Tampa to Orlando).
That was my weekend 
Until next time…
and it went great! I was actually fairly nervous and worried because I have never been to a therapist before and I just had this feeling of having to “be” right so that she will see me for who I am. Well that is all silly because after a little bit into the session I just started to feel more comfortable. She is a really nice person and didn’t make me feel uncomfortable at all. It just sucks that it was only an hour ’cause I could of talked her ear off all day. We didn’t even scratch the surface with me today (which I didn’t expect anyhow). All in all, I am looking forward to next Saturday morning’s session.
This was also the first time I’d been to downtown St. Petersburg. I ate lunch down there on the water, by myself 
as usual but I didn’t give a damn. I’m in a great mood today and happy about it. I faced my self-saddness and depression and I dunno, over-come it I guess. I started to feel better Thursday night. Today I feel great and tomorrow I’m finally going to get my ears pierced!! Yay! It’s been like so long since I’ve been wanting to do this. I think since last Christmas?? Anyway, I have a few extra dollars saved up (which I did just for this reason) and gonna go to the mall tomorrow with Valerie, hopefully she’ll come, and get them done. I want double piercings in each lobe I’m soo excited!! I don’t give a damn what anyone else will think or say about them. If asked, well I’m just gonna say, I’ve always wanted it done and now I did.
I have to head for work in a bit so I guess I need to go. Damn, I could write a hell of a lot more for some reason too…
I have a pimple on my face! LoL, like the first one in months. I go saying I haven’t had any for blah blah time and look, now I got one! Grrr.
On a seperate note, looks like I am gonna start therapy next month. I officially have my first session November 6th. I have resisted therapy all this time because I don’t need it but these days I need someone to spill my feelings to. Any time I talk to my mom it makes her cry and I don’t want to seem like baggage to my friends so what’s the next best thing to do? Pay someone to hear me lol.
Also, it will be good as well because then my therapist can write a letter for a doctor/endo to prescribe hormones for me, thus making it much easier to try and get this stuff covered under health insurance and while we are at it, who knows, maybe she can be one of the therapists that sign the letter for SRS if/when I get it.
I’ve already exchanged a few emails and she knows I am on DIY HRT right now. She is actually a transgender therapist so I guess she has some expertise in the field. One of my friends that lives close to Tampa goes to her and I am seeing her because she said she is a great therapist and has been good to her. So I guess that is a good sign
My name is Erin. I was not always named Erin and I was not always a girl. One could argue that I am not a girl, perhaps a boy or both; maybe neither.
