Frustrated with myself.

Ok, I had my appointment with my gender therapist this month - and couldn't bring myself to broach the subject of needing to have that final surgery done. Truth be told, she wanted to discuss my financial/employment situation, as well as my social connections - or lack thereof. By the time she was satisfied on those points, time was up for the session.
 
*sigh*
 
Which means another month before I can try again, unless I email her with exactly what I have been trying to say.
 
Looks like I'm emailing her.