SRS and PTSD

The other day I was having a conference call with Jaci and Ruth, and Ruth talked about SRS, and told me the doctor has to stimulate you down there to be sure you have full function.

As soon as she said this I started crying, and it took both of them several minutes to calm me back down again, although I was shaky afterward for some time.

I recounted this event to Kylie a little while later and she asked me that considering that the very thought of being touched down there is enough to set my PTSD off, why would I want the surgery?

All I could tell her is that I need to be right.

And perhaps just as important, I need the male bits gone. I need them gone so badly that some days its hard to not take matters into my own hands, as it were.

Ah, well.

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