It not estrogen, it’s me on estrogen, that’s what I would have said, if I could have one of those brains that actually thinks in real time. For me though my thoughts often come hours, day, months, years, or even decades after the fact. Things are constantly replayed within my mind, over and over, on endless loops, with me trying out different responses to see how they fit and pondering their implications. Lately it seems as though more often than…
When I am honest I have wanted to go onto hormones for a long time, probably far longer than I ever even realized. Seriously, these things are great. I mean, so flipping great, that I am shocked. Why? Because I have grown the largest breasts ever? Gawd no! It is laughable actually how little my body has changed. When I look at other people’s transition timelines, mine is a joke! Well, maybe it is not mine that is the joke…
Well here we are at day 70 of hormones! Can’t you tell the huge difference in my appearance? I think the change is quite obvious! Ha! I amuse myself so much. Seriously I think it is quite amusing. There is that total part of me who is wanting to see changes each and every day, but I really need to keep it in check, with a healthy dose of reality. I am on a super small dose of estrogen and…
Well, well, well, here we are at one month on hormones. My how this time has flown by. In leading up to taking hormones it seemed as if time was crawling along. I got the prescription, put on my patch, and I was sure that it would feel like forever until I noticed anything different. As it turns out, I was happily wrong! No, I don’t have breasts! Ha! The results that I have had, are no less stunning though,…
I don’t have a plan, I’m just sort of winging this thing. People ask me if I am transitioning or not. One of the most recent inquiries of this nature was from a good friend. She asked me if I am going to transition as I was sitting in the lounge chair next to her wearing a bikini with breasts on. I kind of had to laugh. I mean, transition from what? Haven’t I already started some sort of transition?…
One of the arguments that I have heard from many different gender variant individuals about why they should not tell their spouses is because they don’t know what to tell them what they are, like TG or a CD or where they will be in ten years. If this sounds similar in nature to another post I recently put up, it is because it is. In that post spoke at length about not knowing where I will be in ten…
It was a simple enough confusion, one that I don’t blame my wife for making. What I had said to my wife is that so far, the absolute best thing about being on hormones now is how relaxed I feel because I decided to finally do it. She thought that maybe the drugs themselves were making me feel more relaxed, but no, that is not what I feel relaxed about. Possibly the hormones themselves have had some relaxing effect upon…