A month ago

Just over a month ago, I made a huge change in my life. I did that in order to feel safe again. And to bottom line that: I do absolutely feel safe, and loved, and cared for.

Of course, as with any such major upheaval, I’ve had to make a lot of changes. I had to change my Medicare Advantage plan, because, in my experience, those plans all seem to be locale specific. Also, given the hundreds of miles I am from my prior location, I’m forced to start over again with medical providers. I have a first appointment with a new PCP on 1-April. I haven’t decided whether I will find my own specialists, or let the PCP suggest them.

I also have started therapy for trauma and grief. This was something I had hoped to do before the unexpected move, but there were cost issues, and insurance coverage was complicated. Now, having jettisoned a certain financial and emotional anchor from my life, I am in a position to simply pay directly for that. I’ve had four visits with my therapist, who is a masculine presenting non-binary person. I like them a lot, and we both feel I am making good progress.

I have been out of the house, recreationally, twice in the time I have been here. That is really unusual for me, and probably a sign of both my feeling safe, and my healing from the trauma. I visited a local transgender meetup group a couple of weeks ago, and plan to do so again this month. I also went out to dinner with my hosts and we were joined by another trans woman whose company I enjoy.

On the downside, and unrelated to the relocation, a close friend from Diaspora passed away this past month, and it’s been difficult to find any details, or initially, to even confirm the rumors of his passing. Eric, you will be missed, and your memory is most definitely a blessing.

That’s the update. As always, thanks for reading.