Last night I had to house my parents in my apartment. I knew I had to do it, and overall it wasn't that bad. It was only one night. They had to come to my therapist this morning. So, it was a necessary thing, but still not that much fun.

They got here at about 11:00 pm last night. I was tired already. We all didn't get to sleep until midnight and had to be up at 6:00 or so. That's not enough sleep for me. I have been attempting to get 8 hours each night. My body and brain function just feels so depleted when I'm sleep deprived like that, especially when I have to drive a long way. I guess I can try for that next week.

The actual therapy session went well. No one cried. My mom tried to at one point, but got herself together. I am quite the lucky trans person to have family like I do though. My parents are completely supportive. I couldn't ask for better. .....well ok, maybe richer parents so I don't have to worry about SRS and HRT costs, but we can't have everything.

Speaking of HRT, last week I was prescribed injectible estrogen. It may help kick start the breast growth I haven't been getting much of. It'll be self-injections, which kinda scares me. I'll deal with it though. I learn how to do them in a week. The worst part of the whole thing is that my insurance company wont cover this version. Patches were ok, but injectible not ok. So I had to shell out $143 for 5 ml of hormone. The needles were only 7 bucks, so that's good I guess. Except that they're an inch and a half long. We'll see how that goes a week from today.

Well, I have to get to the LGBT meeting. More later.