I may need to adjust my parameters.

You're an enigma, Ivan. And I'm very sassy.

Which is like...at least forty percent higher than I am about most things I say to you

Its amazing that even they know that, but still say it.

I was like 95% certain you'd be happy xx

And this was after over a year of back and forth where they repeatedly told me my problem was low testosterone and I had to keep on explaining the most obvious basic fact about my medical history.

I had one online appointment with a physio who basically just told me it was really hard to recommend anything.

So like. Calm the fuck down? And stop acting hard about throwing bricks at each other?

If you really have so much bravado and energy, organise a protest in the UK or something. Go egg Streeting or Starmer. They're the ones who deserve the ire.

"If we keep our head down, don't make a fuss, and only transition in numbers that acceptable to the cis, we'll be fine! We just have to be perfect and smiling and let ourselves be subject to any abuse doctors want to put us through, and if many die in the closet that's a price I'm willing to pay!"

YOU WERE NOT WRONG. THANK YOU

Obviously it's absolutely nobody's responsibility but I'm still intensely grumpy (and delighted and trying to renegotiate my energy for the next few days).

I know! Thirteen days and nobody let me know! Now it's clashing with a series I'm halfway through and I'm so torn!