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Author's notes:This is three more short stories centered around Nigel Shaw becoming who he really is, Faith Shaw. The stories are in chronological order. 2-4-6-8 Faith was in her red and blue generic cheerleading outfit holding pom poms as she stood in front of the television watching an old football game, which her dad never took off of the Tivo. Her dad offered to buy her an outfit which was black and gold with Knights on the front. She politely declined, Faith was going to earn wearing her school's colors. The cheerleading tryouts were two weeks away and Faith had a couple of disadvantages to making the squad. She was a neophyte, a girl entering her junior year and this was her first time trying out to be a cheerleader. The cheerleading squad was tremendously cliquish, so the tryouts were really just a formality. The coach, Ms Flood, already knew who she was going to pick to fill the varsity and junior varsity squads. Lastly Faith was worried about being accepted by the other girls. The tryout would be the first time they met her. She was a new student at the school, but not a transfer. The first ten years of being in the Norwin School District Faith Shaw's first name was Nigel. She did not start the transition to being her true self until this summer. Being transgender was not the reason behind the aspiring cheerleader having concerns about being accepted by the others. It was how she used to intensely watch the cheerleaders performed when she was Nigel. She knew that some of the girls on the squad found it a little creepy. There was no way that as Nigel, Faith could had explained she was looking at them for she was studying their yells, chants and routines. They thought she was ogling them while she desperately wanting to be one. Hopefully now they would understand when they met the newest member of the squad. Even with all those little hindrances, Faith did not feel like it would be an uphill struggle to become a cheerleader. The optimistic girl knew she had the skills and personality to be a great one. The girl felt her situation would just make her journey to becoming a cheerleader an interesting story. She also believed not having her goal handed to her would make the experience of getting to don that uniform all the better. The game situation was with 4 minutes left in the game and down by 5 the Steelers had the ball with it being 4th and 3 on the Ravens' 39. The team driving for the go ahead score used their first timeout. It was time for the Steelers' head coach, Mike Tomlin, to make a huge decision: go for the first down, try a long field goal and cut the lead by 2 or punt and hope your defense could make the Ravens go three and out. All three of the decisions had their good and bad points. If the steelers made the first down they would still keep possession of the ball and be able to run their normal offense with the time remaining on the clock. If they do not gain the first down, the team trailing gave the Ravens great field position to run out the clock and end the game. Kicking a long field goal and making it would thn cut the lead to them needing only another field goal to win the game. That was of course if the Steelers would be able to force their rivals to give up possession of the ball with enough time on the clock to get in the position to kick one. Punting would most likely pin the Ravens deep in their own territory which would make it easier to force them to punt the ball, but if the Ravens made a first down, the three extra downs would lead to them being able to kill the clock and end the game. Coach Tomlin wanted the extra time to think about which one was best for the team so he called his first timeout. From going to all the Knights games Faith knew the chant the cheerleading squad would perform to show the decision they would want the head coach to make. The girls would want the coach to keep the offensive momentum the team had on along drive and go for the first down,they would want the coach to be aggressive. Faith started to clap her hands and stomp her feet in rhythm to her chant of : BE AGGRESSIVE B E AGGRESSIVE B E A G G R E S S I V E The lady who was working on living her dream loved the adrenaline rush she had at the moment. She pictured herself on the sideline and the crowd joining in added volume to their collective voice. Helping to rile up the fans was so much better to her than picturing herself catching the game winning touchdown. Coach Tomlin's decision was to go for the first down. His team has been playing well on the offensive side of the ball and the steady rain made the field muddy..The offense had the advantage of traction on the surface because they were acting instead of reacting. The QB, Ben Roethlisberger, lines up in the shotgun with Le'Veon Bell at his right and a trip wide receiver set to his left. He took the snap which was a little high and it took him a little longer to get a grip of the slick ball. He quickly read the defense shifted down and towards his left to have tighter coverage on his wideouts. Their countermove was exact reaction the play was designed to make the defense do. Le'Veon Bell was one on one with a Linebacker therefore the running back was easily able to get open on his angle route and Big Ben hit him with a laser pass - first down. Even with knowing the outcome of the play Faith watched it with so much anticipation. She could feel the nervous energy build up inside her and the girl curl up and her hands to her face to hold it all in. Then after Le'Veon caught the ball and tackled after making the first down, the excited girl jumped up and let out a cheerful scream. After that a couple of high leg kicks with the accompany cheer: first down, first down, on our way to a touchdown!. As her beloved Steelers drove down the rest of the field to score the go ahead touchdown, Faith was so in the moment. Her cheer movements were crisp she yells were loud and clear, being a cheerleader was what she was supposed to do for fun. She knew she just had to make the squad. Other girls did so to be more popular, to just keep a family tradition or for they were told that was what girls did. Faith wanted this and it would be a shame if someone else who had less talent and not as driven as her made it. With less than two minutes left in the game the Steelers it was 1st and goal on the Ravens 5 yard line. The Steelers lined up on the right hash mark in a strong I formation with twin tight ends. This put their all pro wide receiver, Antonio Brown, on the left side of the formation by himself. How close the Raven cornerback was to the line of scrimmage Big Ben could tell it was man to man coverage on Boney Toney. The tight coverage did not matter, if it was a pass play A B would be the primary receiver. How could he not, there was nine in the box covering the run and the free safety was on the right side of the center. Faith was giving the cheer: score, score. we need six points more! Brown used his quickness and shiftiness to break free of the coverage and broke open on a slant route. Ben hit him, touchdown. Steelers were up by one. Faith performed and cheered Twirl around, touch the ground, 'Cuz guess what, We just got a touchdown. She loved how her skirt flowed as she swirled and touching the ground with her hand felt incredible. She felt like she could do anything at that moment. Saying that cheer was so empowering to her and made her feel like a lioness. She was ready to pounce. Coach Tomlin had another decision to make, go for an extra point or a two conversion. It was an easy decision, go for two. It would make it that the Ravens could not win the game on a long field goal. Before Tomlin could give the signal for two, Faith started the cheer. Check out the score we want two more we ain't greedy, greedy We're just needy, needy! The Steelers made the two point conversion with a simple isolation run play. Le'veon Bell was able to power his way to paydirt. The ensuing kickoff was return to the Ravens 37 yard line. They needed 63 yards for the go ahead score and 30 yards for their kicker to attempt his longest field goal of the season The Ravens made two first downs and used up all their timeouts. It was under a minutes to play and they were still 8 yards away from giving their kicker a chance to tie his best kick. Joe Flacco lined up and dropped back to pass.He threw the ball to Steve Smith Sr, who appeared to be wide open. He was not, Troy Polamalu jumped the route and leaped into the air to make the interception. He picked off the pass and sealed the game. Faith started to cheer 2, 4, 6, 8 Who do we appreciate? Not the king, Not the queen, Only my Dad Then after a couple of high kicks she ran over and hugged her dad. "I love you dad." The smiling father "I love you my pumpkin." During the last couple of plays Faith dad, Tom Shaw, stood quietly watching his daughter. The supportive father came home while she was intensely watching the game and did not want to disturb her while she practice cheerleading. Plus, he was enjoying see her lust for life. He loved the energy Faith brought into their home. The father who was soaking up the hug from his daughter was amazed how much he loved having a daddy's girl. Oh he loved having a son when Faith was a boy, but Nigel did not have him wrapped around his finger like Faith did. The best part was Faith never used how her dad wanted to dot over her to her advantage. Even with this great moment, tom had a bad feeling about the cheerleading tryouts. It was not that his daughter did not have the skills. He knew she did. The feeling that it would not work out was because of politics of high school and some small minded parents. He heard rumbling that some parents would start a protest if Faith made the squad. The man in a family bonding moment was not going to worry about that right now, he will deal with that when it came. The loving father was just going to enjoy this moment with his number one cheerleader. Day at the Spa Faith did not understand why are Aunt Dot insistent that she wore pants and no makeup wherever they were going today. The young lady knew her aunt made a reasonable request, but would much rather wear a skirt and have at least a little blush on. She has only started living full time as a girl a week ago and was trying to catch up on all the lost time in dresses and skirts. The makeup was a shield for Faith, it helped her feel confident that she came off as a girl to the people around her. Faith also did not understand all the acting secretly surrounding their day out. She knew it was not to hide their plans from her father, her dad's sister would not do anything behind his back. When the inquisitive girl grilled her dad with questions the smile on his face was a tell he knew the agenda for the day The smile also was a sign that Tom was not going to crack and give her any information. So Faith was waiting to leave for her day out in a floral blouse, dress slacks and black ballet pumps. She was a conservative dresser, but this outfit was even more conservative than the one she envisioned having on when she daydreamed about a day out with her aunt. She saw herself with heels and her hair done better. A mini claw to style a side or a headband. Her first day out not being all she dreamt it would be did not matter to Faith, the optimistic gir was going to have a nice day out as who she was. Aunt Dorothy showed up early. Today was too big of a day for her niece for the surrogate mother to be late or even on time. It was Faith's first pamper day. Yes the loving aunt could had just told Faith their plans, but waiting until they were on their way was better to her. Aunt Dot was a force of nature, larger than life and wanted this special day to be as grand as it could be. Building up the suspense would add to the day. Lastly she wanted to save her brother from hearing Faith talk about their day beforehand, he would hear enough about it afterwards. The first stop of the day was at the MAC store, then onto the hair salon. After faith got her makeover then her supply of makeup and hairstyle they would have lunch together. After resting and refueling the shaw ladies had a manicure and pedicure on the agenda. Then the day out would end with Faith getting a little shopping spree. Faith did not expect them to leave as soon as her aunt arrived. Dorothy and her brother usually spent a little time chatting when Dorothy had Faith for the day. Not today, there was not even a quick hi. As soon as she was in the living room Faith's favorite aunt said "Get your purse, we have a busy day ahead." Faith jumped up ran to her purse and hugged her dad goodbye. Her dad's farewell of saying you two girls have fun made faith feel good about the day. She was a female whether her face was made up or plain, the people who did not see it were blind. They drove off in Dorothy's GM Volt and before the eagar passenger could ask where they were going the driver told her the entire agenda for the day. Each different stop made Faith more giddly and also at the same time made her think about the damage it would do to her bank account. Hearing the plans also explain the dress code her aunt imposed on the outing. Making the day more grand and saving her brother from hearing his excited daughter talk all about it were the two main reasons the Aunt treated today like a covert op. Another was she knew that Faith would demand on paying her own way. Dorothy's niece was an industrious girl. For the last four years she had a little lawn mowing business, and fixed screens on smartphones so she had the money and would want to pay her own way. Now she was adding babysitting to the mix and looking into tutoring. Today was all about Faith enjoying being herself, that girl did not need to be responsible today. Her hardworking attitude showed she already was. Faith just needed to be and let her hair down without one worry. Spending money on a lavish day like today would make a reasonable person cut back on spending for the next couple of months and Dorothy did not want that. Instead of getting in a drawn out discussion about paying, Dorothy had a plan. It was a compromise which she was going to make Faith feel like she had to work to get. While driving to the MAC store there would be the back and forth, then when they got there Dorothy would act like she gave in by saying that Faith could pay for lunch. Dorothy's plan worked. Faith knew her aunt was not going to give in anymore and was happy about that she was allow to at least treat her company for the day lunch. Having this nice day of pampering only meant that Faith was going to get her aunt that Thule bike rack she always eyed up but never got around to buying for Christmas. The ladies at the MAC store were great with Faith. They agreed with her that she was a spring and got out the nice bright pastel eyeshadow and lipsticks. While face was being made up she soak in every single hint, cheat and tip the makeup artist gave her. Faith made sure to repeat every bit of advice so the nice lady working on her could correct her if she got something wrong. The best part was when the lady in passing told Faith she loved her cheek bone structure. Faith thought that was her face's best feature. On the way out of the MAC store Faith could not believe she was carrying three bags of cosmetics. She was wise enough not to ask her Aunt how much it was. Knowing would get the girl sick. She also knew it would be the biggest trip she ever did at MAC, because from now on it would just be to upkeep her beauty supplies. Faith asked her Aunt if it was fine to pick the hair salon they went to. With the day being all about Faith her loving aunt of course agreed. Faith chose the Sassy Sally's Spa and Salon location at at Fayette Mall. Dorothy was proud of her niece for picking that one. The hair salon was own and run by Sally Crawford, a transgender lady. Faith wanted to make sure she helped and support others who were liked her. The beautician who did Faith's hair was, Erin Kilroy, one of the few genetic ladies who were employed by Sally. Ms Crawford tried to hire as many transgender girls as she could, but would not discriminate. The owner of the salons was a champion of all women and would take any female under her wing who needed help. Erin did when they first met. Faith picked layering her shoulder length hair with bangs and adding lowlight to her natural auburn hair. Erin loved her choice. The girl, who was getting a new hairdo, thought that Erin was transgender and could not get over how much she passed as a genetic woman. Faith thought genetic for she never thought of only ladies with the double X chromosome as real. Faith was as real as a woman as they were, her body just was abnormal. While Erin started to style on her hair Faith was a little quite just thinking how she would never be able to pass like her stylist. It was a common mistake of a person comparing themselves to others when they should not. How natural Erin looked did intimate Faith some. This was her first extended time out as herself and knew she was never pass as well as Erin. There was nothing that gave Erin away, her height made her only a little short for a woman. Her hands and feet were petite, her facial hair was extremely fine, like a genetic woman and not totally removed, like a transgendered woman. Lastly Erin had the perfect hip, waist, chest ratio. Erin worked here for two years now and was great at reading the new clients. If this was not Faith's first day out as her true self, she could not had been out more than a handful of times. Erin knew that girls not use to interacting with others are too judgemental on themselves. It was hard not to be insecure when one was different than normal. The lady, who knew how to deal with this delicate situation,at first gave Faith time to get out of her shell. If Faith stayed quiet then Erin would coax her out. It was easy to do so at this salon for it was known for being transgender friendly and that was a popular topic of conversation. As Erin was clipping away at Faith's hair to give her bangs she said "You know my future sister-in-law is transgender. In a way that is how I got to work here." Internally Faith let out a huge sigh of relief because she took Erin's words as she was saying she was not transgender. "Really how so?" "While see, she was best friends with my brother while she was still a boy. There was four of us and we all hung out.. Then we drifted apart and she transitioned. Then one day Caroline, that is her name, was being picked on and my brother went to the extreme to try to stop it. He was going to go to school in a dress and I came to the mall to help him pick it out. You know men have no taste in fashion." Faith knew this story for it made the news. Caroline LaRue was the first transgender lady to be prom queen in Pennsylvania. Her brother must be Edward Kilroy, Caroline's prom king. Faith had a crush on him for a week. He was a knight in her eyes. "Your brother is Edward Kilroy?" Erin laughed. "Yes I am known here not by Erin or Doodlebug but as Eddie's sister." "Oh I am sorry, it is just..." Then Faith suddenly quit saying what she was going to say. Erin knew that Faith stopped herself from saying 'I had a crush on him., It was also not for the lady in the chair being ashamed of having it, oh the pictures in the stories show he was handsome. The reason she stop was for Faith knew that girls did not want to hear about other girls having crushes on their brothers. "It is fine most girls our age who find out get excited for they had a little crush on him when those two were in the news." Finally when Faith opened up, her and Erin those two hit it off. Faith did not know it yet, but it was going to be hard for her to find people she did not hit it off with. Her moxie, can do attitude, and energy were infectious. It was easy for Faith to like Erin because of the hair stylist had the triple s personality: sweet, strong and supportive. By the time Erin was done with another masterpiece those two exchange phone numbers. The lady, who found a willing babysitter, also knew Caroline would want to be introduced to Faith. Caroline was starting a support group for trans girls and would loved the energy Faith would bring to it. Even without the project Erin just felt those two would hit it off. Dorothy at first kept on checking up on her niece to see how she was interacting with her beautician. Once the ice broke between those two the watchful aunt quit being a sentinel and really engaged in conversation with the lady who was doing her hair. The first time client of this salon loved the ambiance of the place and knew she was coming back. There was a little change of plans for instead of leaving the salon for lunch only to just come back, the two ladies got their pedi/mani. Looking back to all the great events of this day Faith would say that getting those treatments was by far the best. The virgin to foot and hand care knew that any sane person would thoroughly enjoy how good they felt. Faith thought she was melting into bliss when she Lana, her nail technical, turned on heated massage chair the youn lady was sitting in. The pleasure she received made this cosmetic treatment more decadent than eating an entire Mississippi Mud Pie. On their way to lunch Faith made her Aunt promise that they would make the mani/pedi a monthly event. Dorothy did, while hoping in a couple month time Faith had enough friends that she could go with one or two of them instead of her. She loved spending time with her niece, but Faith needed to be around girls her age. During lunch Faith could not help but notice her new blue and gold acrylic nails as she moved her hands while talking with the event planner for the day. Seeing the blue and gold blur reminded her how she had to make an effort not to use her hands when she talked while Nigel. Now she felt like she was truely expressing herself and seeing the nails were a physical reminder. They made her see how far she came in such a little bit of time. Lastly the girl, who sometimes was too critical of herself, loved that they made her 'man hands' look more feminine and she also felt more natural. In reality her hands, like the rest of her body, was only a little above normal for an average woman. Being 5'8" made her only 1 inch taller than her aunt and shorter that all the starters on her high school girls basketball team. Her dress size was a 14 but her height made her look slimmer. Her shoe size, 10, was only one size up from the norm in the US and actually a size smaller that Kate Blanchett. As she spent more time socializing with women as a woman Faith would stop seeing her body as being as manly as she envisioned it. After lunch on the way to Forever 21 Jennifer Hyden was walking towards the two Shaw girls. This was going to be the first time Faith interacted with a kid from her high school who were not from her neighborhood that knew her as Nigel. She had no idea what to do, if she was still Nigel they might had smile wave to each other. Now as Faith she wanted to say hi. Jen was a senior and there was a great chance she was going to be the head cheerleader. Faith went with her wants and said hi. Jen smiled and said hi back. It was a little uncomfortable for her to be talking with Faith. She did not know the right protocol at all. Would it be a no no for Jen to call her Faith without Faith first introducing herself. How about talking about the past, could she mention the name Nigel or that Faith was once a boy. Faith had the emotional intelligence to see Jen was clueless on how to handle the situation and said "Jen, you knew me as Nigel Shaw, but now I go by Faith. I just wanted to tell you that I am trying out for the cheerleading squad. I am really excited about it and going to give my all to make the squad." Jen's face brighten up as the girl started to talk. How canid Faith was made it easy for Jen to know to go with what felt right. Plus Faith loved cheerleading, the squad needed more girls like her on it. "Faith, I know you will do great at the tryout for you want it. Befriend me on facebook and if you like we can get together to help you practice. We need more girls like you on the squad." Faith went right into her purse to pull up her facebook page on her smartphone. Jen gave the girl she was warming up to her number also. The next head cheerleader could tell that when Faith was being herself, it was hard for people not to get caught up in her energy. Faith was the breath of fresh air the squad needed and the cheerleader wanted to make sure her new friend knew she was not just giving lip service about helping. The clothes shopping was like the rest of the day, great. All the sales clerks were helpful and friendly. Dorothy was pleasantly surprised at the fashion maven Faith was. Her niece had a natural knack to know what would look great on her body type. Faith also being frugal while shopping on another person's dime made Dorothy thrilled. The loving Aunt treated Faith as a son when she was Nigel and now as a daughter, so she saw the girl being responsible with money as a reflection of herself. On the way home Faith opened up even more to her Aunt "Today made me feel so good about myself and who I am. Aunt Dorothy. Everything we did today to help others see me as the girl I think am and how everyone treated me like her makes me confident I am doing the right thing by living as who I am. Thank you, I do not know how I can ever really thank you." "Faith no one treated you like the girl you see yourself as we all treated you like the girl you are. Also, what we did today was not about helping others seeing you as the girl you are. It was all about helping you express the girl are to yourself and the world. You can thank me by just being the girl you are. I want the best for you and the only way you will achieve that is by being yourself." Faith sat in the passenger seat soaking in the day and the words of wisdom her Aunt gave her. She started down the path of realizing that her body did not define who she was. Now she saw that her path was not her becoming a girl but being the girl she already was. You tell me Tom Shaw pulled into the parking space in front of the medical center with his son, Nigel, sitting next to him. The passenger was as nervous as a boy going in for his first kiss on his crush. The boy who had the appointment looked over and saw that his dad was also a little nervous. Seeing his hero, was also human, gave the boy strength. Knowing his dad was unsure of the outcome of his appointment helped Nigel not care about the uncertainty of what would be. Before the patient left the car he leaned over to kiss the driver on the cheek and said "Thank you for believing in me dad." Tom hesitated as he looked for the right words before saying "You are welcome son. I will be out here in the car waiting for you." "Dad I know we are in public but in the car you can call me daughter or Faith if you like. I love you dad." The dad with more strength in his voice from finding the right words said "Faith you are my pumkin and I love you also." Hearing her dad call her his pumpkin made Faith lose the alias, Nigel, she has been using up to the point today. Nigel was the goto alias the young transgender lady used whenever she was in public. As of now only her dad and Aunt knew her true identity. Her dad saying her true name her help become even more relaxed about seeing the gender specialist psychologists, Dr George Murkowski. Faith took a seat in the waiting room and started to glance at a gaming magazine while waiting for her appointment. She really could not concentrate on anything other than what the appointment was going to be like. After a couple of minutes a man so youthful looking that he would be carded at a bar open up the doctor's office door. He was wearing jeans and a light blue plain t-shirt. Faith thought good the patient before me is leaving, the doctor will be ready for me soon. Then the man while motioning his hands towards the room he just left said, "Nigel Shaw, I am ready for you, come on in." Hearing Nigel made the girl revert back to using her alias personality. If Dr Murkowski was speaking to Nigel then Nigel was who he was going to get. He got up and walked into the office. As the boy walked into the office he was feeling better about the appointment, the office was set up to have a cozy secure environment. The good doctor thought of how room design and colors affected the mood of the people in it when he decorated his office. He had the chairs tilted towards each other so the seating arrangements did not feel confrontational. The patient chair was facing towards the wall where his framed diplomas and medical certificates hung. His desk was off in the corner so people would not notice it. The three colors which dominated the room were picked for how they affected a person's mood. The main color brown was known to make people feel cozy. The blue and pink which accented the room were known to make people feel relax and happy accordingly. As Dr Murkowski took his seat,he motion for his new patient to sit also. After exchanging pleasantries Nigel was asked if it was fine if the doctor could take some notes. Nigel of course agreed. After Dr Murkowski wrote down some notes, Nigel asked how were they going to start this and the healer said, "You tell me." "While you are the doctor?" "Yes I am, but you are the one who came to me. So you tell me how you wanted to start this session, Nigel." "While you know why I am here." "Yes I do, but you never told me. So why not start by telling me." "It just feels weird me telling you something you already know." "So does it feel weird to tell your father you love him." "No." "So tell me why you are here." "I do not know how to put it in words to you." "Why not? You know why so just tell me." "While you are a medical professional and I just do not feel right telling you my uninformed medical opinion of myself." "Your medical opinion about yourself is more informed than mine. I have more medical knowledge but you have more of the most important knowledge to make aninformed medical opinion about yourself. So you tell me why are you here." "Doctor Murkowski, I am a transgender woman, um girl. I am only 16." Doctor Murkowski took down some notes as he asked if it was fine if he called her Faith. "Yes, Doctor Murkowski. I would prefer if you did. Is it fine if I call you Doc. If I am opening up to you I want it not to feel formal." "Of course you can,Faith." "So Doc what do you want to know about my gender dysphoria." "What you want to tell me about it." "My body does not match who I am." "Can you give me more details." "Like what? It is simple, I am a woman but my body is not." "You tell me why that is so." "Do you not believe me?" "Faith I believe you. I just need to know more about it to verify what I believe to be real." George motions to the wall full of diplomas and certificates "I tell people that I am a psychologists who specializes in gender. A person on the street would take my statement on face value. Now someone who needs my expertise would want proof my words were true before they come to me." Faith got up and looked at the diplomas and certificates. Undergrad degree from Penn State University and doctorate from Carnegie Mellon University. She knew that they were both great schools for psychology and CMU was ranked in the top 10 nationally. Faith turned around. "Sorry doc, I just am a little nervous. I feel like when I do transition I am going to have to prove myself to everyone." "Faith, you do not have to prove who you are to anyone. You just need to be who you are. It does not matter if they believe you or not. The Earth is still round and some people believe it is flat." "How about those fools who say if a transgender person is telling the truth then they are a dog for they identify with a dog?" "While those people are being foolish. They do not see the difference between species and gender and they think that gender is derived from a person's sex organs. In layman's term they are comparing apples to oranges. Do not worry about them right now. You are here to get yourself ready to deal with them if you do transition." "While I am going to." "Faith you are planning to. You might find the best way of handling your gender dysphoria is by just having Faith time and living your life as Nigel." "While I am not Nigel, I am Faith." "I am saying be open minded about all the choices you have, that is all." "I will be Doc, it is just I am sure of who I am. I never been more sure of anything in my life, even the love my dad has for me, his pumpkin. I know I am Faith." "Good Faith. Now tell me why you feel like Faith." "It is me. It is the little things and the big things. In grade school I wanted my handwriting to be more like Suzy Von Erich's, nice and flowy. I do not see myself as having long hair, I am growing my hair out. I am doing so for I want to be able to have different styles to better fit my mood for the day. Put it up in a bun, braid it, have it in a ponytail. I do not feel right in these clothes. They just do not help me express who I am. I feel like a fraud being in these clothes and telling you I am Faith. This girl does not want to be seen in these jean for they are cut wrong and the shirt is just not me." "Would it be better if you came here next week dress more like who you are?" The question made Faith get a little excited. "Can I?" "Yes, but only if you are comfortable in doing so." "Oh with you knowing I am Faith.I will be more comfortable in an outfit more suitable for who I am than what I am wearing now. Thank you." "No need for you to thank me. It is your right to wear what you want to wear." Doc telling his patient that she was allowed to wear what she wanted made it easier for Faith to open up. The rest of the session flew. Faith was herself, her hands were going as fast as her mouth. Instead of trying to figure out what her doctor wanted her to tell him, Faith told him how she saw herself. She made sure that after every point she made Dr George had time to add in his thoughts. The session ran late but it was no big deal to the doctor. He entered this field to help others and spaced them so he had more than enough time between patients for overflow. Plus not being a stickler for time helped the patients open up to him, they did not feel like they were on the clock. After the session ended Faith asked, "Doc, what are you going to tell my dad about the session?" "Nothing, you are my patient not him. Even if we were just two people talking, I would still not tell him anything. This is yours to share with him as little or as much as you want. I would suggest that you share everything you can with him." Hearing what her doctor said helped Faith gain even more trust in him. In society today too many people tend to share something they were told in implied confidence with others. This was the reason Faith has not yet told her best friend, Lester, yet. She trusted him with her life, but was too scared to take the chance he might tell someone else. She hoped that these sessions with Dr Murkowski will help her in finding the strength to share with her dear friend. "Oh, Doc I am going to share everything with him. That is why I said feel free to tell him anything. Thank you so much and see you next week." Faith walked out of the medical complex feeling as bright as the summer sky which greeted her. She got into the car and before her father could ask how she was doing said, "Dad, let me tell you all about my session with Doc."