I came out as Christine fully in January 2011, via Facebook, which, in retrospect, was probably not the wisest idea. It caused a bit of a ruck in my family, and amongst the in-laws. I received a lot of stick from several aunties, my mother and a cousin, but, on the whole, most people were very supportive. I did lose one or two friends though. The next step was presenting to the outside world as a woman. This caused me a great deal of consternation. What would happen? Would I get abused as soon as I walked out the door? I started leaving the house with my fiancee wearing, jeans, jumper black and pink trainers and padding in all the right places. Apart from a few odd looks from some younger people nobody seemed to react in any real way. I don’t know if this was my optimism or whether they just considered me just someone who looks slightly odd. Unfortunately I was still drinking off and on during this initial phase and I would feel one of two ways: While drinking I felt brave, a sort of “fuck ’em all” bravado which lasted as long as I had a beer. Once the alcohol wore off I started having panic attacks and feeling overwhelmingly nervous, unable to go out at all. Since kicking the booze I sometimes feel a minor nervousness when leaving home but not much more. I still get an “all eyes are on me” feeling when I’m in a crowded place but no more panic attacks or fear of the outside.
Well, week before last (7th March, to be precise), I managed to screw my courage to the sticking plate, (I think that’s the phrase), and went to see my GP. Fortunately for me he is a very understanding person. He listened to everything I had to say and then proceeded to write a referral on the condition that I had a blood test due to the amount of alcohol I used to consume. I agreed to this and went for it. I attended the follow-up appointment on the 14th. To my surprise my thyroid, liver and other levels were well within normal parameters!! My blood pressure was a little high, but the doctor put this down to my slightly excessive salt consumption. I was expecting to find serious damage to my liver at least. My GP was also surprised but happy enough to write the referral to the local CMHT (Community Mental Health Team) for assessment and screening. I was a little worried about this but have found out that this simply involves ensuring that I don’t have any other mental health problems that need addressing prior to psychiatric referral.
I think I have now developed OCD! I keep running up and down the stairs every morning, looking for the letter from CMHT with my appointment. It’s only been five days!! ARRRGH!