“…He is clearly a transsexual male that could benefit greatly and gain quality of life by undergoing the gender re-assignment treatment he wishes and such will be duly recommended…”
So read the teams judgement on me this morning (in my crappy translation) when I met the head of my team to get the result of my investigation summed up for me as well as the diagnosis that opens up possibilities for the treatment I want.
Off course, it is no surprise that this is their conclusion. Furthermore, nobody can tell me who or what I am. I’m certainly not my diagnosis, my gender or my body. But the help I do need to be me and to live my life the way I want to is only granted on the conditions that I’m now considered to fulfil.
It took almost a full year and I’m so happy this part of my journey is over!
This is the best Christmas gift ever! And it is not unlikely to expect a first visit to the endocrinologist or even my first testosterone-shot or voice cracks just in time to my birthday in the end of February next year…
/Emil
Ps. “F64.0” in this posts title is the ICD 10 diagnosis code for transsexualism. I don’t use it other than as a reminder for myself that there is a system based on the idea of sorting identities in more or less normal ones. It has been a strange goal to strive towards, to get a code put on you to enable proper medical care, but I had to do it.
All you need to know. 
so happy for you!
Congrats
Congratulation!