Family visit & Amsterdam appointment

Family went home earlier this morning, around eight o’ clock. We went up around 6.30-7.00 to stay up with them a bit and say goodbye. The waterworks came after we waved until they were out of our line of sight, then my eyes decided to “IT IS TIME TO STRIKE!” and I cried a bit, but my father had to turn around after a while to come back for his phone – haha. Unlucky that we did not notice that my brother forgot his security dose for his bank account then, we noticed after we came home from Amsterdam…

Anyway, it was an eventful couple of days, they came last week in the evening of Wednesday and stayed until today, so all together they were here five days and travelled two days. It takes like 12-18hours for them to drive down from and up to Sweden from here, it sucks but at least they are willing to do it. Love them for it! We relaxed quite often, just spent time talking a lot about old and new stuff, went to a couple of outside terrasses to drink some wine/beer and enjoyed a couple of days just walking around in the cities close to us here in Makkum – like Bolsward, more a town than a city, but more a town than a village, so I would classify it as a towncity. Either way, I really missed them all and it was really nice to meet them again and hopefully they can manage to make the trip down next year too (hopefully by then we also have a renthouse for it, it got a bit cramped here) and next time my uncle might be able to come down too, I am holding my thumbs and hoping for it!


We went to Amsterdam today for the third appointment at the gender dysphoria clinic for Michelle, it was quite informative but also a bit… I would call it dumb, but that is just me. Either way, me, Michelle and Mich’s mother went in to the appointment with the shrink. They needed information from us about her childhood and if her mother saw signs of her being trans*. Her mother had issues on her own, with a bipolar disorder, divorce and managing three kids – two being hella unruly. So she did not really notice anything else than that Michelle was a “soft” boy, that is why we were supposed to have Michie’s sister with us, she was like a second mom and noticed a lot more things that could be described as feminime. But if we were supposed to wait for her we would have been late, do not want that! So we just went.

The shrink turned to be to ask a couple of questions and I answered them 100% truthful. She is way more open nowadays – she even agreed to look into starting sporting (badminton) with me – and we go out more often, we even have dates! She is also way happier being able to be who she is inside, a major disruptance is that she does not look like how she should look like in her mind though. But hopefully she will be able to start HRT in Octobre. I really wish for it to happen before this year is over. She has waited long enough to be honest.

I find it rather dumb though that they have to put weight on others opinion on her issues. She is the only one that can know she is trans* etc. I do understand that they have to do it to be able to differ between “real” trans* and people that question their identity/hoping to find somewhere to belong/have it as a fetish etc – you do not want to misdiagnose someone… But to me it seems more risk to damage the individual that has severe body dysphoria than helping it. I do not know how big of a major part of the diagnosis is based on it, I just hope it is not a very decisive factor for people that really suffer from it. I am all for helping others getting a grasp of their identity, but that is one of the reasons I also want them to do the “family”-check even though I am against it. It might be thousands of people misdiagnosed, going through HRT/SRS and realizing “I just wanted somewhere to belong because I feel alone”/”I am not trans*”/”I did not expect this much work to be able to become a CIS female (this is not for everyone, I know it is for Michelle though so I put it in i.e she will not call herself trans when she passes as a cis-woman, that is another blogpost too why she does not want to be in the trans*-folder), I just wanted to feel <insert any wordchoice originating from a female having multiple sexpartners>” or alike thinking.

It is just as bad as misdiagnosing someone as not diagnosing a real case.
Both ways you ruin lives.

I might be very misinformed about how many people get misdiagnosed and the whole “we need to speak to your family”-part. So if anyone got more insight  on it, please do tell. I just find it stupid, a necessary stupid – I myself can not come up with any other way to prevent misdiagnosing others. -worriedface-

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Birthday Nela~

Today is the day my mother gave birth to me, the day that we all know as a birthday, the day that is significant because… what? Meh, it is like any other day to be honest. I am just one year older than what I was last year on this day.

I ordered a second batch of manga books for my birthday though! Wihoo! Kuchibiru Tameiki Sakurairo and Suki tte Ii na yo Volume 2! English titles: Kisses, Sigh and Cherry Blossom Pink – Say I Love You Vol. 2. Will show images in next blogspot tomorrow, when they arrive, yay!

I also received “Overwatch: Origins” from Michelle earlier this month and two other mangabooks (which is in another blogpost already). We are going to celebrate my birthday with Michie’s mother and maybe her mothers husband – depends on if he is going biking or not.

Going to the barber tomorrow for Michelle, we are looking into this kind of :hairdo:. With more layers in the hair and bangs ending above her eyebrows. She will look so good!

I have some American friends on Facebook and the links about the public restroom law show me that they are very open-minded, just like most people in Europe – which make me happy. But when you start reading comments, it really… infuriates me how much some Americans really enforce the stereotype that we Europeans have of them: A – they are inbred hillbilly bigots, no matter where they live. B – most religious Americans are 100% A. C – that America is living still in the dark ages. Most comments I see (not only about the public restroom matter) on any kind of topic regarding peoples’ happiness, show that most religious Americans or religious people overall do not wish for everyone’s happiness. And here I thought that religion teaches love and compassion, boy I seem to be oh so wrong.

If I have offended some American readers, I am very sorry, obviously if you are reading this blog you are not the A – type. Sadly this is the stereotype we have, we grew up with this stereotype about America and Americans, and sadly, on public places such as FB/articles/other websites the Americans that scream the loudest really helps to further this stereotype on. I know that a lot of Europeans are not as open-minded and I know that a lot of Americans are open-minded, but in both cases, they are minorities. I would say the European example being the better option out of both.

I have to stop reading 9gag comments at the same time, more 9gaggers than what I want to believe upvoted a comment saying that sexualities are genders. My whole world is crumbling to pieces, I did not know I was this misinformed! Sarcasm aside, 9gag is a fucking shithole.

It saddens me to see that so many people still believe that love is unnatural, that being who you truely are is unnatural and that it is alright for them to comment hideous things about people because of it.

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