Haircut!

So I went into the dreaded Supercuts today and got my hair cut. I even used my preferred name on the waitlist! I was very nervous and I'm pretty sure the woman cutting my hair knew that I'm not biologically male. Or maybe I was just paranoid, I don't know. So anyway what I did was I binded and bought some lunch (and made the mistake of using my debit card - "Have a nice day Ms. Last-Name") and then I drove over to Supercuts. Earlier in the day I was browsing for some haircuts online and printed one I liked. It took me forever to find one (even though the one I settled on was one of the first ones that popped up) and it didn't even turn out like it at all but it's short so I'm happy.

Here's a picture:

                                          Twinsies!!!

Other things that have been going on. I'm helping set up a speaker at my school for the Transgender Day of Remembrance. It's the first time I'm even helping to do something like this so its pretty cool. Last weekend I went camping with some people from the LGBT club on campus and that was awesome. We hiked and played in a river and managed to cram 8 people in one tent, even though we had three other tents set up. I made a few friends and even hung out with one of them yesterday. We spent a few hours playing video games and watching TV. I haven't made a new friend in a long time so it was great. I hope that it lasts because she's really cool and fun to hang out with.

Let me see... what else? Yesterday I also went to another support group meeting. It went well. I am definitely going to continue going. We started off with introductions where we got up and went around to each person (there were like 10 others) and shook hands and made small talk. Then we went around in a circle and reintroduced ourselves and talked about something positive and something negative that's been going on. I said that the something positive was joining Out and About (the LGBT club on campus) and having them know about me being Trans and being supportive. The negative thing was that my parents still have not called me by male pronouns or by Finn and how much that hurt. The other people in the group comforted me in the fact that it takes time and they will come around when they are ready, which I already knew but it's nice to hear it again. They are all older than I am, some by a lot. It feels weird being the youngest person there but I guess that just means that they have plenty of experience and might just be able to help me when I need it.

I think I'm going to stop this here. It's kind of a long post.