Being Emily by Gold Rachel

Author:Gold, Rachel [Gold, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Itzy, Kickass.to
ISBN: 9781594932830
Publisher: Bella Books
Published: 2012-06-26T04:00:00+00:00

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The visit with Dr. Mendel gave me enough hope to coast through the following week. Claire had a rough time with her mom about school and ended up grounded, which I think meant that she spent all her time in her room reading and playing World of Warcraft. She could only talk to me on the phone for five minutes at a time, to get updates from school, but we sent each other long emails.

Her mom had tried to cut off Internet access, but Claire protested that she needed it to research the papers she was working on, which might have been true, but I think it was more to research having a higher level WoW character. I wondered if someday we could get Dr. Mendel into WoW with us when I wasn’t her patient anymore. We already had one grandmother in our guild, and she was very sweet to everyone and always called me “honey” when we chatted.

Natalie invited me to meet her in the city on Sunday to go to a support group she had to attend, so off I went with a flimsy excuse to Dad about a pair of goggles I wanted to buy for swimming that I couldn’t find in Liberty. The team still had off-season workouts twice a week, though missing one wasn’t as big a deal as during the season. I usually went out of habit.

We met at a little brunch place and had a bite to eat before going to a stocky brick community center building. Inside it looked like a mutated school with long corridors branching off each other, filled with thick wooden doors.

She knew where she was going, so I followed. “This group is a little weird,” she warned. “My shrink told me I have to go once a month. But the facilitator is great. And some of the women have really interesting stories.”

“What do you mean a little weird?” I asked.

“You’ll see,” she said. “It’s a general TG support group, so we get all kinds.”

She wasn’t kidding. There were about fifteen people in the room when we walked in. Natalie introduced me to the facilitator while I was still getting my bearings. She was a woman about my height with a halo of blond hair and bright eyes. She had the smallest nose and I felt a pang of jealousy. Natalie said she was some kind of psychologist, and I wondered how she ended up facilitating a group of transgender people. How did regular people get interested in us? Did she know someone or were we just research to her? Or could you actually make money with a psychology practice aimed at the transgender community? Maybe in the Cities it was possible.

“Elizabeth,” she said, holding out her hand.

“This is Emily,” Natalie said.

“Glad to have you, welcome.”

We had a few more minutes before we started, so Natalie introduced me to more people with a dizzying array of descriptors. I met Renee, a woman in her mid-fifties who had begun her

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