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This page will document the stages of my transition from male to female-ish.

Warning for "NSFW" talk (I don't think work should be the metric used and I don't think talking about the body should be seen as gross)


Not gonna lie, my understanding of gender sucks because it seems no one can agree with what characteristic is masculine or feminine without being either misogynous or overlooking other social conditions. Genderless at heart and feminine in presentation could be my goal?

This obviously won't incorporate everything cause, even as a mostly anonymous individual, I still want some faint amount of privacy. I'll talk the most I feel like with the goal of building understanding of the process (the stuff I experienced).

The cover art for Neil Young's Album: Trans. I chose it cause of the name and nothing else.
Computer Cowboy. I'm not sure I even find this version of Mr Soul good, but it works with the feeling here somehow. Click the image if you wanna hear it.

Two thousand and twenty five

October (last week)

After surpassing my three week long delay due to syringe fear from taking a blood test (and also the fear of actually making a decision big as this), I decide to actually follow through taking hormones. The first effect was actually scary cause my libido went down, as expected, but my mind wasn't at the same pace, so I felt disconnected as hell.


November

Wonderful second week, I now had feelings —crazyy—. The latter half of my life I've felt neutral or empty, so now having the intercalled happy and sad day was awesome, cause even the sadness will always be better than nothing.

Some secondary characteristics showed promise, but ain't gonna be specific.

Was super scared of going through sonography at first, cause some stranger rubbing gel in me sounds incredibly embarassing, but it was actually chill. Also any fear of having cancer or something were solved cause I was real good healthy. I hadn't done any examination, including blood tests, in at least eight years, so those constant (two) doctor visits were scary.

Unrelated: what the hell is Blondie going on about with this whole eating cars business. And what does it have to do with Grandmaster Flash? I was listening to Autoamerican while writing and it really got me, like... -.-


And I go back to December, change my own miind...

Despite the transition going well, the end of semester blues always drag me down, but I'mma focus on the positive. I felt like my nipples grew inwards, but nobody corroborates this so I'm just gonna give my self the certificate of insanity.

The certificate of insanity from Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria Simulator.
No funny caption to see, go away.

But they did grow somewhat and now I'm unsure about white shirts. One day I'mma start wearing bras and this will be fixed, but not now cause I'ts 30°C and I'm not uphold by any social expectations yet, I'm a free man woman. Also they burn like crazy and I lose my concentration completely when that happens. Can't even get mad cause I asked for that.

The other symptom I'm sure of is my body hair thining out, I almost don't need to shave no more. I keep freaking out seeing symptoms that ain't there, but I'm only talking about them when and if they actually appear.

Two thousand and twenty six

January

What is with that chest hair showing up? Thought I signed off that! (It wasn't there before and my t levels are on the floor). In better news, had a funny growth spurt on which my nipples increased half the size in the turn of a day, making me temporarily feel tingling in every t-shirt again.


At the start of the transition I was sure I wouldn't ever want to go through surgeries, cause "I didn't even care about my voice, my shape or my dick" (I did despise having balls though), but now I realize I was just trying to avoid hard feelings. It all shatered to me after seeing someone who not only did voice training but had gone through the scary surgery. Her courage and the results really touched me, but put me out of my nihilist comfort zone.

I realize now that I maybe do want those things (I'm not sure like I was before of not), what was leading me to believe otherwise was the horror of going through a procedure or failing to change. It could maybe go wrong, and if it goes right I would still have a very painful recovery or adaptation process. What I now know, at least, is not wanting the phantom sensation no more, of expecting some-thing and it being missing.


Two videos that hit deep: In-depth look into Zero Depth Bottom Surgery 1 year later MTF and Vtuber gets MTF Vocal Feminization Surgery - Hear her voice before and 1 year after!!

Having small ass tits (coming from none) really increased my confidence, cause now I feel corrected. I'm like the Cyberpunk 2077 of this town.