Rough day.
Got home from class to find the letter from my mother waiting. It was 6 pages long. I started sobbing in the middle of the first paragraph. Finally called Jonathon, who came over and made me feel quite a bit better, but as soon as he left I lost it again. I just want to hide. I need someone's arms around me. Plus, I just plain miss him.
I don't know if I'm strong enough to go through with transition...at least, not if it loses me everything I love. But I guess it's either that or death, right? Convince me that I'm making the right choice, someone. My faith is slipping.
Anyway. Enough angst. I still have my A&P final to study for, and I need sleep before my double clinic shift tomorrow. Goodnight.
I don't know if I'm strong enough to go through with transition...at least, not if it loses me everything I love. But I guess it's either that or death, right? Convince me that I'm making the right choice, someone. My faith is slipping.
Anyway. Enough angst. I still have my A&P final to study for, and I need sleep before my double clinic shift tomorrow. Goodnight.