Yuppp. In a couple months, I will probably be seeing a gender therapist. :] I'm excited. My parents and I all think that some of my past and present depression/dissatisfaction with life has to do with some gender dysphoria, and that I just haven't been going to the right physcho/chiatrists. There's a gender therapist near me in the area (and they're in the gayborhood, how awesome is that?) and Mom says after Grammy leaves on Friday and after I get set up with public school that she'll make an appointment for me to see him. I hope it works.

Also, I babysat my toddler-age cousins yesterday with my brother, and good lord, I was happy to receive twenty-five bucks for it, but my cousins are hellions. O_o Every second they're bouncing off the walls, screaming, bossing us around, demanding things, and generally being obnoxious. Now I've seen some rowdy kids, but I think Alex and Emily take the cake. At least they mind when we tell them stuff.

But my aunt and uncle don't discipline them like, at all. Occasionally they'll tell them not to do something, but they never taught them to not interrupt when the adults are talking, to use their INSIDE VOICE, and to calmthefuckdown. I asked Mom if Merlon and I were like that when we were their age, and she's like 'Nooooo. Y'all had yer moments, but we didn't let y'all stay that loud and that obnoxious for very long. Y'all knew it was unacceptable to scream inside the house and interrupt the adults.' xD So we were moderately well-behaved children, I suppose.