I met with my boss today. The conversation went very well. We therapists are an interesting group – I am usually really good at reading people. I totally couldn’t read my bosses reaction. He maintained a calm, flat and accepting demeanor. I did feel supported and not judged. He was honest that he personally has not dealt with this situation before and is happy to support me in whatever way he can. Turns out tomorrow we have a clinical staff meeting, so we decided to start with the clinical team and go from there. Actually this is what I had in my head to do and it was synchronistic to have the meeting scheduled. So I will out myself to all the therapists, interns and whatever psychiatrist(s) are working. A bit nerve wracking but I am ready as well. To be out and to be clear/transparent!
I appreciate everyone’s input on pronouns. I did tell my boss my preference (they, them and their) and also acknowledged the complexity given the flow of clients and staff. But my feeling is, if the clinical staff is doing it, everyone else will follow suit. If not then we will need to extend the reach of who I am out to. And getting misgendered as “he” will not be the end of my world.
In all, I do feel relieved and I am grateful for the incredible support I have in you, my readers and friends and family. I really get the struggles so many of us go thru without support of our loved ones. I do not think I could do this if the support wasn’t there. So thanks you everyone – I am so very grateful!
On a side note, it has been a really intense couple weeks. I started teaching last week at one of the Universities down the mountain from me. My adrenals are probably working overtime, and to top the anxiety off I had a 2 day training to become an accredited clinical supervisor (part 1 of the process). Transitioning, living authentically, inside and out, has been an incredible game changer. I find myself “manning up” in situations I would otherwise have collapsed inside from anxiety. This has given me the strength and courage to push beyond my comfort zone in social arenas where my comfort zone has been very tight and rigid. It is an awesome feeling to expand and grow into a wholer fuller stronger me. Wow! I do feel incredibly blessed. The road is hard, but such has been the way of this lifetime. The rewards are incredible and I continue to work towards finding ways to support others who are struggling and not as fortunate as I… sharing somehow the wealth.
Thanks again for all the support along the way.
Oh and another side note: my dad told me about an article he read in the Post about a trans kid who recently committed suicide after parents first did that religious … what is it called when the church therapy thing tries to get the gay or now trans out of you. Completely dishonoring and abusive system. They did that and then disowned their child when that didn’t work. Then suicide… anyways a story we hear all too often. But my dad said something along the lines of “makes me wonder what me and your mother can do to support kids that don’t have parental support”. I just love my family. So I told them about the local PFLAG and hope they will take action. Does anyone else know of national or local organizations where my parents might volunteer?