Dreams, genderqueer allies and work

The day started with me waking up from a dream with Antony Hegarty from Antony and The Johnsons. I am unsure if they were living with me or visiting, but it was a warm sunny day. Antony was wearing a colourful knitted jumper and took it off, which caused bangles on their wrist to ring sweetly. Antony was writing something so I asked if perhaps thy might like some tea, to which they replied “Yes the fruity one please”. Not much to the dream when it is put into words, yet the imagery was beautiful and I spend the rest of the morning in a daze.

I then decided to check my emails on the way to work while listening to Antony and The Johnsons and found a reply from Toi who I emailed yesterday about their blog post on ‘coming out’ at work as genderqueer/trans*. I don’t know if it was their email, the music or a combination of both, but I sat on the train for awhile basked in sunlight and feeling quite touched. I had sent an email to your training coordinator to talk about how I might educate staff and counsellors where I am working about genderqueer and other individuals who are sex and/or gender diverse. I brought up that some individuals who are sex and/or gender diverse may or may not present at transgender as such, but may choose to use gender neutral bathrooms, pronouns and abbreviations of their names. I know that we provide GLBTIQ training for counsellors working with callers, but there doesn’t seem to be anything for HR, staff or policies within the organisation. No reply to my email so far.

I bought hair removal cream a few weeks ago thinking I would eradicate all the facial hair that’s been grown from the T. I’ve decided not to get rid of it but at the same time it looks a little ridiculous with all these little dark hairs. I think I will wait a little longer and see what my next appointment with the Dr this Friday results in (I may or may not stay on half-a-dose of T) and also what my blood test results in. I am quite happy to rock my leg hair at work, partially because not many people look at legs and also because it seems a little more ‘acceptable’ than facial hair on someone who ‘appears’ or is ‘assumed’ to be female *sigh*. 

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