41 days. 41 days till I go to the GIC in Nottingham.
It does feel like a long time ago when I tried to overdose, spoke to someone on the phone about a completely unrelated matter, and began the realisation of who and what I am.
I have had a lot of change in this period, some of it good bits of it no so good. I have felt what love is and I have felt heart brake. I suffered at the hands of a megalomaniac youth worker. I have been forced to drop out of uni, and yes I suffered massive set backs with local NHS and stuff.
But at last things are and have fallen into place. I have my deed poll and bank cards with my chosen name on. I have my appointment at long last. I have some of the most wonderful and amazing friends on the face of this planet. And life seems to be heading in the right direction.
:D
