Set Her Free

Harry Styles has known something is wrong with him for most of his life. He's wicked smart and really nice, but people don't hang out with him. He gets called 'gay' on a daily basis, although he doesn't know what that means until third grade. He gets called 'weak' when he plays sports, because he's not good at them. He spends too much time looking at the cheerleaders. But it's not because he wants them. He wants to be one of them.


25. Transitioning Seriously

There was a week off school after the party.

Nice job of scheduling, high schoolers. They might not be able to do algebra, but at least they know the months of the year.

So Harriet used the time to check up on her income, as she was still working and she needed to start thinking about her transition more seriously.

So...what did she still have to do, exactly?

Hormones, laser hair removal for her face, FFS (facial feminizing surgery), GCS or SRS (gender correction surgery or sex reassignment surgery), breast surgery, and whatever she might want for her new wardrobe. There was also something called orchiectomy, which would remove her balls so she would stop producing testosterone. She'd look into that later.

She needed to look into hospitals and stuff. She also should probably find out where her health insurance card was, as her parents were nice enough to do stuff like that. She just, uh....had to come up with a cover. Maybe she could lie? No, then they would figure her out.

She'd think about that later.

But, hormones. She needed a doctor that would cover for her. Maybe outside this town. Yeah, that would probably have to work.

All of the surgeries would have to come later on, when she could afford it and when nobody would figure her out.

She still had to think about coming out to everyone else, as well.

She got up out of her room, changing into nothing but a pair of skinny black jeans and a white T-shirt. Totally gender-neutral outfit. Right?

Once she'd located said health insurance card and maybe a credit card..

No, not really. But she did snag fifty bucks from her mother's wallet. Hey, what if she needed it?

After she had all of that stuff, she went and drove to a pharmacy that wasn't exactly local. Okay, so maybe it was a few miles out of town. So what? She was not getting caught on this.

But then, as she was getting her courage up in her car, she did some research.

On a MTF site she found and like pretty well, it said that she needed to go through three months of therapy before she could even start the hormones, much less FFS or SRS. She needed a letter of confirmation before she could even start anything!

She wanted to cry.

She thought that she didn't need counseling because it made her feel crazy, but she had to have it to even get her transition working right!

Why did everything have to be so fucking expensive?

She drove off to the local library, and began doing as much research as she could. She printed things out and high-lighted, she made things into little books, she did everything she could to make things as easy as she could get them for her transition.

It literally looked like she was studying for a test.


So, according to a website that was all about beginning transitions, the first step was to find a group.

Luna, Teri-Lynn, and Zayn were her support group.

Next, it said for her to start an electrolysis. That was only like 800 pounds, she could do that with her savings from before and just add to it from her income. That would be simple.

As soon as she found somebody available to do it for her.

She had looked up places for therapy here as soon as she could, and had found one far enough out of town for no one to find out, but close enough that she wouldn't have to waste money on gas or get so many questions about going so far. Plus it was a fifty bucks a month, for three sessions a month. She could manage that. She only needed to stay long enough to get that letter, and maybe a bit during the surgeries and stuff.

The rest of the steps from that website just listed the legal aspects of her transition and, of course, passing and name changing and such. She had to pay to get her name changed on her driver's license, her social security card, and on her birth certificate.

It was overwhelming how much she had to think about, honestly.

But she was going to get there.

Even if it took days, weeks, months. Hell, it would probably even take years.

But she would get there in the end.

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