Last night, I had a dream about my gender identity issues, and it was strangely metaphorical. Almost literary even!
In my dream, I decided to go back on hormones. Only, when I received them, they were in powder form. I could only find little bits and pieces of them to chew on, not enough to get me where I needed to go.
Also problematic was the fact that the pill bottle said I should take them at 4:30 pm and 1:30 am. But, of course, how could I be awake to take them at 1:30 am every day!?
I can't get my hands on enough estrogen, and the time isn't right to anyways. Pretty much sums up my life.