This happened last time I visited a therapist in NY.
- Therapist: You seem like crying, why don't you tell me more about it?
- Me: No, I'm not crying. (Although I am deep inside crying) I just... I don't, I don't know. I don't know, really.
- Therapist: Really? What about just small incidents with your friends? It doesn't have to be about huge shift. It could be small things you remember.
- Me: I... I don't know! I really don't.
- *a silent pause for 5 seconds*
- Therapist: Usually, when someone say "I don't know," it's because there's actually a deep reason why, and part of taking a step is, start talking about it.
Going to a gender therapist this Saturday:
My mom is here in Boston with me and we will head to NYC this Saturday to meet a gender therapist. The reason why we’re sacrificing transportation time to go to NYC instead of anywhere else in MA, is because the one in NYC usually works with Korean-American patients and she can speak Korean well so my mom can understand better. She is not necessarily the doctor I will get T prescribed or get a letter, but my school Korean-American counselor recommended to talk with her. A baby step, but still the start of my medical transition. Once I get a gender therapist recommended near my school (western MA), I will go there regularly to get T. Feels good.
