I started therapy when my egg cracked, I was filled with fear and doubts and I knew I needed help getting through it. My therapist is an older trans lady and she is real cool. I was Neo in the matrix going to the Oracle asking her if I was the one. I think i was hoping to get a "you are trans enough" seal of approval. Just like in the matrix it became clear early on that she was not going to tell me I'm trans or not. Somehow we've barely talked about my gender identity, we're talking about family trauma instead. Sneaky therapist.

Anyway it's rough and emotional but I'm really getting a lot out of it. It took a few sessions of chit - chat but we're in the real shit now. Wishing you the best with yours.