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7 Jan 25 - impatiently waiting

Been a mad hectic day that has been quite frustrating from both a work point of view and a personal level. When it is like this I don’t have time to think about my gender or anything. That certainly doesn’t mean I should use work as a distraction or that because I don’t think about gender when I’m busy I’m not really trans. I know that isn’t the case, it’s just normal to be distracted when I’m busy. I would probably have got derailed by these feelings in the past but I can see them for what they are now. 

In other frustrations, I still haven’t heard anything from the endocrinologist. It’s only the second working day since the holidays, but I am impatient!  I want to get my transition moving! 

I had a look at the information sheet for the voice therapist that the gender clinic recommended. Not sure when I should start that. Feels like something that would coincide with social transition and coming out at work, but probably a bit beforehand so I have had some practice before my first day as a woman. I’m a bit apprehensive about the voice training as I think I will struggle. I can’t sing and I have struggled with vocal exercises on presentation courses in the past so I expect to be bad at it. 

Wore my long nightdress last night as it was cold. I like wearing it. The fabric is nice and soft and I like the length down to my knees. 

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