The clinic I chose is top-rated, trans-friendly, and owner-operated with several highly trained, long-term laser and electrolysis operators working there. The owner is such a wonderful, comforting woman -- which was a genuine confidence builder. I was designated as having a skin type of 2 (on a range of 1 - 6, light to dark). Who knew? The owner of the business, who's been doing electro and laser for over 30 years now, gave me my first treatment (and she doesn't accept new clients, but she said she liked me!). Laser treatments feel like a hit of super cold followed by a snap of a rubber band on my face. Exactly like that. I also see the bright red flash, even with my eyes protected (and then there's the lovely, lingering wisp of burnt hair smoke).
I learned that the machine was on the second to lowest power setting (I did so well tonight that we'll step it up one level next time). I hardly cringed, (although I did have to put my hands in my pants pocket to give them something to pull against). There's hardly any residual pink on my face, either. She did my entire face and neck, and now I wait for the dead hair to fall out (which I understand happens about a week later -- then some of it grows back in! Argh.) What tonight revealed, though, is that there is a lot of gray stubble that only electro can remove. Again and again. I realize I have just stepped into a multi-year commitment to get this all done, but this is my penance for not dealing with my TG issues before the gray hair got out-of hand.
But the big news is that I did it. My intro consultation a week ago actually gave me momentary pause -- doubts crept into my mind. This was all moving from a highly conceptual thing to a very physical thing. But as I analytically considered my doubts, I realized that the sum of my life's experiences of denying who I really am were not false memories nor could they be easily discounted. The reasons for moving forward were real and clear. I realized my doubts were about my commitment to the long process I was about to undertake and not who I am. The fact that I came back tonight to start laser therapy demonstrates what I decided to do about it.
Just another baby step toward becoming Karen.