My FtM story

Im sick.

Hey, I'm sick again...Yay. So I hate the doctor office where I live because no one there really give a damn and takes five hours just to get to you even though no one is even there to get a check up! That and they use the wrong name, pronouns and since I had to get an x-ray they had to do this scan before hand on my chest, meaning I had to remove my "binder" and shirt just to have wires and stickers stuck to me. Usually I can handle it but this time my mom took me Which means I had to hear her say my damn birth name even though I've begged her to just use my middle name that she gave me but no. That and a nurse actually called me a guy! I passed and I was is happy until...' Actually she's a girl.' I gave her a death glare and she tried to apologise even though she didn't understand why I was upset.
But I'll live.

I know no one reads this or doesn't when Im writing this but how are you? I hope your doing better then me.