New Roads- Day 3 (January 3rd, 2021)

Today was a day of new roads. Even though the presence of more estrogen being in my system hasn't currently affected my day to day, I am preparing for when it does, preparing for when I can no longer hide the woman I'm becoming.

Today was a day of thinking about my future and actually making a plan toward it. Up until now I've listed through life, moving from job to job with no real plan for where I would ultimately end up. There was a window of about 12 years (from 16 to 28) where I pursued a writing career and convinced myself I could one day soon live off of it. As of today, I've never made more than a couple dollars every three months.

There's something strange about transitioning that I didn't fully expect: even though I'm not changing yet, I know changes can start to happen quick. And so I find myself living in this state of preparedness, imagining how to handle these changes in my current job. And instead of just letting the dice fall where they may, especially in regards to my career, I have a plan on how to secure stability for me and my family: Medical coding.

Is this desire to pursue something long term and a true investment in my future... is this the hormones? Or is it simply from my finally being happy and excited for my future?

Either way, day three is the one that saw change. For the first time in years, I have a vision in my head for the future and plan on pursuing it 1000%.

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