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17 Jun 24 - gender clinic booked!

So this was a momentous day and now I’m feeling something!

Having submitted the registration form last night, I received an email inviting me to a two stage assessment on 18th and 26th November. There were links in the email to book and pay. All I have to do is click and enter some details and I have an appointment. 

The email was addressed to Nicola of course and I’m still enjoying that.  They also said they would send details of the voice therapist and suggested I may want to start that in the meantime before our appointment.  I’m sure it’s wrong to read too much into this, but I could infer that they have already concluded that I am trans and can proceed with transition or else why would I start voice feminisation therapy? 

Suddenly, it is starting to feel real and November is both far away and yet it is now moving fast. 

Naturally what I should do is think about this for a while, and definitely talk it over with my wife. 

Obviously what I actually did was click the link, enter my card details and just book the appointments. 

Maybe I’m too shallow and fixated on money, but paying feels more momentous than the prospect of having a gender identity assessment. It’s real and nothing could actually happen until I paid the fee, so maybe everything up to now felt easy because it wasn’t stepping across the line and I didn’t have to proceed to the next stage, I could just delete the emails and they’d never know. But now. Now I have gone and done it. No turning back now. Well I could cancel and get a refund but that’s not the point. I’m doing this! 

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After booking, a couple more emails arrived with some more links to questionnaires to complete shortly before the appointment. I’ve not looked at them yet.  

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