Instead she’ll have me sent to The Clinic, where I was denied treatment last December, after having been talking to them for almost a year. You know, the douchenozzle gatekeepers who think that whether a trans woman sits down to pee is relevant for whether she can get hormones. That Clinic.
And even if a magical fucking fairy had waved its wand and suddenly made them reasonable, how is that supposed to help with the borderline, the anxiety, or, y’know, any of the other reasons why I contacted this psychiatrist in the first place!?.