That assheaded simpleton! That pompous lamebrain. Is he fucking out of his addled mind?
Time to fess up: I’ve been diagnosed with several mental disorders. Although I’m convinced that not all of them are correct (seeing that they were very fashionable back when I got them and the diagnosing was really done by nurses and a psychiatrist confirmed them without hardly even knowing me) I’m still stuck with them. Then there’s the labels that are correct. Like the schizoaffective disorder of the depressive type. The label schizoid personality disorder may or may not be correct, but definitely made a lot of sense back when I got it.
There are two main reasons why I never mentioned my mental history before.
- Stigma. Do I need to elaborate? No, I didn’t think so.
- No need. Because my mental disorder doesn’t usually interfere with my life a whole lot. Sure, I’ve never been able to hold a job, but over the years I discovered that I can still lead a meaningful life. The job doesn’t make the man.
Today I had my regular appointment with my mental health nurse. She’s great and totally believes in me. She knows me well, and is absolutely convinced that I’m not talking out of my arse when I say I’m transgender. In fact, the moment I told her, she said she wasn’t surprised at all. (Like most of the people I know, incidentally.)
Since I hadn’t seen her in four weeks, I had a lot to talk about but more than anything else, I needed to tell her about my latest visit to my gender therapist and the obnoxious things he said.
It was then, that my mental health nurse said he had phoned her and she’d become really angry with him for saying that he thought I wasn’t transgender at all, and it was just something to do with my mental disorder. She told him in no uncertain terms that she’d been a mental health nurse for decades and had a lot of experience and she was 100% sure that I really am transgender. She also told him my mental health problems were in large part caused by my being transgender and unable to develop my true identity because I grew up in a time and environment that wasn’t exactly trans-friendly.
So there we have it. I suspected it, but thought I was being paranoid about it. But now I have proof. The man is biased. He never took me seriously, simply because of some stupid labels.
That’s unprofessionalism at its worst. I think I’ll sack him. I just have to figure out how best to go about it. My GP might be able to help there.