lavandergirl
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Had my appointment at the GIC at Charing Cross Hospital, which funnily enough is nowhwere near Charing Cross, not even on the same tube line -_-
Anyway the nice psychiatrist lady and I talked for nigh on 2 hours and most was spent on my "anxiaty issues" rather than gender dissorder. Basically it would be far better if I moved to london sooner rather than later as most of my issues lie with people round here, that and I am going to see a local therepist for "Cognative Behavural Therepy" (only spelt right) to help control my anxiaty, doesnt sound nice but I will do it if it will help me. We did talk about the gender thing and my relationship with Hatchy but I dont wan't to go into that, kinda personal, it wasn't all that bad, i kinda freaked but then thats where my problems with stress and anxiaty come in and I was OK by the time I left the building. All in all I am glad I went.
On the way home I was doing alot of thinking about how to get to london for good and half an hour after I got in dad started on me again with stupid questions like "Why havnt you washed your hair in over a week?" (I cant get my head wet thanks to stitches) so yea, soon after christmass would be perfect for going ... anyone want a housemate? :P
Anyway the nice psychiatrist lady and I talked for nigh on 2 hours and most was spent on my "anxiaty issues" rather than gender dissorder. Basically it would be far better if I moved to london sooner rather than later as most of my issues lie with people round here, that and I am going to see a local therepist for "Cognative Behavural Therepy" (only spelt right) to help control my anxiaty, doesnt sound nice but I will do it if it will help me. We did talk about the gender thing and my relationship with Hatchy but I dont wan't to go into that, kinda personal, it wasn't all that bad, i kinda freaked but then thats where my problems with stress and anxiaty come in and I was OK by the time I left the building. All in all I am glad I went.
On the way home I was doing alot of thinking about how to get to london for good and half an hour after I got in dad started on me again with stupid questions like "Why havnt you washed your hair in over a week?" (I cant get my head wet thanks to stitches) so yea, soon after christmass would be perfect for going ... anyone want a housemate? :P