A stressfull day

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Well, yesterday was rather stress-filled. First, I had to stay awake longer than normal so I could get new glasses with a "associate appreciation" coupon my work gave me. An extra 10 % on one purchase so with the staff discount added, I got 20 % off. Glasses still cost nearly $ 400, anyway. And of course, because my coupon is in my boy name and I was in femme mode, I had to explain my situation to the sales lady, not fun.

So I finished that, went home, and tried to get some rest before work, and ended up getting much less than I needed, which doesn't exactly make me Miss Wonderful to be around.

Then, I had to go to my brother and sister-in-law's for supper for my mom's birthday, and I found that to be its own stress. They aren't in favor of my transition, to say the least, and I found the use of my male name and male pronouns harder to take than normal so I left as early as I could to go to work.

Then at work, it felt like nothing could go right - I'm sure I didn't get all the stuff out, and they were really stressing about that, and then a co-worker was having back problems, so I offered to give her a bit of a massage - it didn't help, and my boss heard about it, and apparently that's a no-no, so I could be in some trouble.

All in all, I'm feeling like crap, and hoping a good sleep will make things better. Blech.

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I need to brush up on my Mycolomancy. If I can turn you into a mushroom, you'll be a fungal to be with. ^_^
You didn't think I was about to say funGI, did you? ;)
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Been there...

..T-shirt. All I can offer is that at some point a step forward needs to be made. Some gentle hints about pronouns, some smiles, some acceptance that the world is a shitty place in which each of us tries to make a nicer place to settle...
Pronouns. When I first came out to friends, I remember being in the Wetherspoon's pub in Victoria rail station, and I went to go to the toilet (men's, of course) and my (male) friend said "Steph, the ladies' are that way"

He could have meant it nastily. I could have heard it in the same way, but what he meant was "Yes, I know, your body is still where it is, but I know who you are, and you know I love you enough to make the gesture"

A man I do love deeply, as I do his partner, and she is a dear friend indeed. Pity she is a whole size smaller in shoes, so when she had a clear out....damn.

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