Well, I would like to describe my trip to the counsilor. First, I got dressed as feminine as I posibily could. That meant bra, panties, hose, a purple valour dress, some clip-on earings, and a butterfly necklace. Unfortunately, I had to wear boy shoes, but ah well. Anyway, I was beyond nervous and left home early. I got to the place where the sexual assault center has their office, and it suddenly occured to me that I had not entriely thought this through. They arent the only office in the building, and so I was stuck in my coat going in, panicing I would be seen by some less than understanding people. Even when I reached the office, I wasnt totaly in the clear, as I had to wait in the waiting room, and I wasnt alone as there was a man waiting too. After a while, I realized I was being silly, and took off my coat so I could be comfortable, and then had a great session with my counsilor. So one more baby step down.