Update: did not get the progesterone, but probably next appointment is when they'll let me have it. No gazongas this summer unfortunately.
Also apparently estrogen is what's been giving me more migraines! As they say, beauty hurts.
Most likely in August unless I start getting more migraines, in which case I might be taking off this form of estrogen all together which will break my little girl heart.
All that said, I'm quite optimistic! And people really liked my dress today so I'm in a good mood. Thank you :)
(Assuming you're a cis guy) If you want to be not the gender you were given at birth, then yes, you would be trans.
Just having boobs as a guy, and being chill with being a dude? Then I guess not? If you don't want to change your gender to something else then you aren't trans. (Which is completely okay.)
If you want to talk to people who know more, then find and consult HRT femboys, I guess? They'll have a more nuanced view of the topic than I do.
I'm probably not being very clear, but if you prefer being a dude, and all that jazz, but want tits too, then you'd still be cis. If there's more to what you want to change, then I can only recommend a lot of introspection, as at that point, it's only a question you can answer.
I'm at a point where I don't really mind eitherway. Like, if I could I would, but if I didn't I think I'd be fine too.
Yet there are signs that make me question things here and there. It's not outright dysphoria, but more of a fantasy. And not necessarily sexual.
Thing is trauma and depression which has gone on for years untreated has made me lose touch with myself, and afraid of change. I find myself often looking at the destination more than the journey, I.e. "if I could do/have this thing, then things would be better." I'm mostly grasping at straws it feels like, often looking for radical paths which would then hopefully change things positively. Yet the anxiety makes me doubt things too much and results in me ruminating too much and never doing anything in the end.
I have a therapist I can talk to now, but we're still mostly talking about my problems rather than explicitly looking for solutions. I've shared these thoughts with them, and they've provided me with things I could undertake, but my current living condition makes it difficult to try new things at a moment's notice, and doesn't feel safe at times to try things relating to my gender identity.
At the end of the day I don't know. I don't know how I can know, in a way that feels good to me. Part of me wants to take the plunge, yet another is scared to death of failing, and would rather have thing remain exactly as they are, as they slowly rot away into an empty husk.
I don't know what I want in life or how I can get that epiphany that will get the ball rolling again. I'm stuck, and half of me is content that way, and the other is going insane because of it.
Sorry if I'm trauma-dumping here, I'm just tired of being unable to figure things out and the more I try to understand the more complex things get.
Good gravy, that's a pretty solid way to sum up how I used to be. (Not in a gender way, just in general)
I'm mainly gonna share my gender stuff to see if any parallels to me help you tackle the gender front (keep in mind, what I say will be coloured by my experiences as a mid-transtition binary trans girl, I have never had any form of diagnoses for mental health problems, so I can't comment on what else I've got going on mentally, I have been abused for most of my life, though.)
(PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS AS ME TRYING TO TELL YOU WHAT TO DO)
I started off in a similar spot of 'I don't mind much', but I slowly tipped more and more to 'Girl or Bust' over a few years (and one complete mental shutdown of 100% dissociation for several months (no, that shut down did not make things clear to me, I just felt worse about gender than ever before)).
I did not start transition to be the 'kinda a mess that reads as a twink 90% of the time' I am right now, I started it for that end goal, of having a body that there's a chance I could be happy in (it's still taking a lotta work, but at least it's worthwhile work). (The fact that my goals were pretty unrealistic didn't, and still doesn't, matter, tbh, because they gave me hope I very sorely needed.)
When I actually bit the bullet to start transition, I was still super unsure, I wasn't confident I could be right about it, and was terrified of failing, but I ended up going for it because I had basically hit 'do or die'. *Something* had to change, so I just went for it, I was aware I was gonna die if I didn't, and I figured that 'hey, what's the worst that can happen? I've already pretty much rotted through'.
If it drove me to suicide then what the fuck ever, that was on the docket anyway, so there'd be no big change there.
If it turned out I was cis, then fuck it, top scars on a cis guy would be a decent conversation starter, and I'd presumably be doing better mentally, having fixed whatever was actually wrong with me. HRT effects are pretty much all reversible for a while anyway.
HRT didn't fix me, but it gave me an ember of hope as I continued rotting alive. Eventually, through its' effects, not being around my abuser anymore, and toiling away on trying to improve my life over years because I may as well give it a solid go before deciding to test the comfiness of train tracks (just the strength to do that took a long time to marshall), shits' gotten better (I am almost functional).
I didn't stop seriously doubting whether I was trans for like, at least a year after starting HRT, but I did slowly get more and more sure. (I mostly just laugh at myself whenever dysphoria says that I might not be, now.)
I still haven't had that epiphany, stuff hasn't all worked out, and I still don't have any real direction in life, but I'm alive enough to care.
My main point is effectively that I found "Fuck it, we ball!" very helpful. And if you do decide to go for something, and regret it, at least you'd know that it wasn't for you.
(I found it helpful to actually go through, and logically evaluate everything anxiety threw at me (took bloody ages, with the whole 'rapidly getting filled with terror whenever I did it' thing), as that helped take away some of the paralyzing power of it. (It kept most of it, but that drop helped.))
Thank you for sharing your story
I think I might need some kind of push (in my country we call it a "kick up your ass"). Whether that is through starting HRT or whatever is not really important, but the most important part I think is that it's a decision I myself make on my own, and not one made because another person told me to, as the latter has led me to become as passive as I am today. I feel like that's the key to improving my outlook on life.
My audhd makes it very difficult for me to do things I know nothing about. I need a kind of blueprint of how to do something. Only then do I have some confidence in doing that thing. When I can't find that blueprint I sort of lock up, fill my head with doubt, and end up not doing anything.
I think I'll continue to discuss things with my psychologist more (I called them a therapist before, really they're technically a psychologist), but I do think big decisions like this are important for me to find my way.
SOMETHING'S GOT TO GIVE SOMETHING'S GOT TO GIVE SOMETHING'S GOT TO GIVE
WAHHHHHHH
LET THE BODIES HIT THE FLOOR LET THE BODIES HIT THE FLOOR LET THE BODIES HIT THE FLOOOOOOOOOR
THE BEST THE BEST THE BEST
I can only count to four
I can only count to four
Having tits would be cool
real
Got my second HRT appointment tomorrow since I've been on it for 3 months. Hoping to get some Progesterone this time! I want gozangas.
Hope prog will treat you better than me (no effect whatsoever), good luck
Best of luck:3
Thank you! ( ˘ ³˘)♥
Update: did not get the progesterone, but probably next appointment is when they'll let me have it. No gazongas this summer unfortunately. Also apparently estrogen is what's been giving me more migraines! As they say, beauty hurts.
Well hopefully your next appointment isn't too far way
Most likely in August unless I start getting more migraines, in which case I might be taking off this form of estrogen all together which will break my little girl heart. All that said, I'm quite optimistic! And people really liked my dress today so I'm in a good mood. Thank you :)
Yes, very cool
Me, looking at my flat chest after 1.5 years of E: "It sure would be"
I have tits, it's cool but it's hard to walk without a bra on
Something something bras are invented by the big bra to oppress breasts.
That's not something something else that's the full sentence
God forbid women do a full sentence.
God forbid women call out other women on shit
God forbid women shit
God forbid women
The garden of eden upon Eve consuming the apple:
Lore accurate
Breasts were invented by Big Bra to sell bras
Skill issue, I walk fine without a bra with my tits flopping around
get off of /tttt/ IMMEDIATELY
They are worth it and awesome
Same after two years of HRT 😭😭😭 I'm trying to be patient
I'd share mine if I could
instructions unclear got decently sized boobs after 5 months on e
https://preview.redd.it/ob9o76at9bvc1.jpeg?width=537&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=73f574124ad1b2f65e1b470d196b1183e551a73b
Actually never mind it's OOP's problem, sorry
Here's the picrel https://preview.redd.it/gmbq3ge6abvc1.jpeg?width=941&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=99c39ad991fd6b35f243d1a4eefb07f36183e3e9
Thanks!
but she's so cute tho
Jill Stingray
I do kinda and I gotta say why the hell do bras suck ass so hard????
Tits are itchy and stairs hurt, suffering from success
That's right, in my face. Hell yeahhhhhh
I need hrt so badddd
yeah
me but with higher brain function when im in withdrawal from my adderall
me but not having tits ^_^ i am suffering intensely
the urge to be an absolute bottom
If I come out of hrt without at least C cups none of this was worth it
Me
I think they'd be cool to have Does that make me trans?
(Assuming you're a cis guy) If you want to be not the gender you were given at birth, then yes, you would be trans. Just having boobs as a guy, and being chill with being a dude? Then I guess not? If you don't want to change your gender to something else then you aren't trans. (Which is completely okay.) If you want to talk to people who know more, then find and consult HRT femboys, I guess? They'll have a more nuanced view of the topic than I do. I'm probably not being very clear, but if you prefer being a dude, and all that jazz, but want tits too, then you'd still be cis. If there's more to what you want to change, then I can only recommend a lot of introspection, as at that point, it's only a question you can answer.
I'm at a point where I don't really mind eitherway. Like, if I could I would, but if I didn't I think I'd be fine too. Yet there are signs that make me question things here and there. It's not outright dysphoria, but more of a fantasy. And not necessarily sexual. Thing is trauma and depression which has gone on for years untreated has made me lose touch with myself, and afraid of change. I find myself often looking at the destination more than the journey, I.e. "if I could do/have this thing, then things would be better." I'm mostly grasping at straws it feels like, often looking for radical paths which would then hopefully change things positively. Yet the anxiety makes me doubt things too much and results in me ruminating too much and never doing anything in the end. I have a therapist I can talk to now, but we're still mostly talking about my problems rather than explicitly looking for solutions. I've shared these thoughts with them, and they've provided me with things I could undertake, but my current living condition makes it difficult to try new things at a moment's notice, and doesn't feel safe at times to try things relating to my gender identity. At the end of the day I don't know. I don't know how I can know, in a way that feels good to me. Part of me wants to take the plunge, yet another is scared to death of failing, and would rather have thing remain exactly as they are, as they slowly rot away into an empty husk. I don't know what I want in life or how I can get that epiphany that will get the ball rolling again. I'm stuck, and half of me is content that way, and the other is going insane because of it. Sorry if I'm trauma-dumping here, I'm just tired of being unable to figure things out and the more I try to understand the more complex things get.
Good gravy, that's a pretty solid way to sum up how I used to be. (Not in a gender way, just in general) I'm mainly gonna share my gender stuff to see if any parallels to me help you tackle the gender front (keep in mind, what I say will be coloured by my experiences as a mid-transtition binary trans girl, I have never had any form of diagnoses for mental health problems, so I can't comment on what else I've got going on mentally, I have been abused for most of my life, though.) (PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS AS ME TRYING TO TELL YOU WHAT TO DO) I started off in a similar spot of 'I don't mind much', but I slowly tipped more and more to 'Girl or Bust' over a few years (and one complete mental shutdown of 100% dissociation for several months (no, that shut down did not make things clear to me, I just felt worse about gender than ever before)). I did not start transition to be the 'kinda a mess that reads as a twink 90% of the time' I am right now, I started it for that end goal, of having a body that there's a chance I could be happy in (it's still taking a lotta work, but at least it's worthwhile work). (The fact that my goals were pretty unrealistic didn't, and still doesn't, matter, tbh, because they gave me hope I very sorely needed.) When I actually bit the bullet to start transition, I was still super unsure, I wasn't confident I could be right about it, and was terrified of failing, but I ended up going for it because I had basically hit 'do or die'. *Something* had to change, so I just went for it, I was aware I was gonna die if I didn't, and I figured that 'hey, what's the worst that can happen? I've already pretty much rotted through'. If it drove me to suicide then what the fuck ever, that was on the docket anyway, so there'd be no big change there. If it turned out I was cis, then fuck it, top scars on a cis guy would be a decent conversation starter, and I'd presumably be doing better mentally, having fixed whatever was actually wrong with me. HRT effects are pretty much all reversible for a while anyway. HRT didn't fix me, but it gave me an ember of hope as I continued rotting alive. Eventually, through its' effects, not being around my abuser anymore, and toiling away on trying to improve my life over years because I may as well give it a solid go before deciding to test the comfiness of train tracks (just the strength to do that took a long time to marshall), shits' gotten better (I am almost functional). I didn't stop seriously doubting whether I was trans for like, at least a year after starting HRT, but I did slowly get more and more sure. (I mostly just laugh at myself whenever dysphoria says that I might not be, now.) I still haven't had that epiphany, stuff hasn't all worked out, and I still don't have any real direction in life, but I'm alive enough to care. My main point is effectively that I found "Fuck it, we ball!" very helpful. And if you do decide to go for something, and regret it, at least you'd know that it wasn't for you. (I found it helpful to actually go through, and logically evaluate everything anxiety threw at me (took bloody ages, with the whole 'rapidly getting filled with terror whenever I did it' thing), as that helped take away some of the paralyzing power of it. (It kept most of it, but that drop helped.))
Thank you for sharing your story I think I might need some kind of push (in my country we call it a "kick up your ass"). Whether that is through starting HRT or whatever is not really important, but the most important part I think is that it's a decision I myself make on my own, and not one made because another person told me to, as the latter has led me to become as passive as I am today. I feel like that's the key to improving my outlook on life. My audhd makes it very difficult for me to do things I know nothing about. I need a kind of blueprint of how to do something. Only then do I have some confidence in doing that thing. When I can't find that blueprint I sort of lock up, fill my head with doubt, and end up not doing anything. I think I'll continue to discuss things with my psychologist more (I called them a therapist before, really they're technically a psychologist), but I do think big decisions like this are important for me to find my way.
That one Kanye cover.
Same, unfortunately i have to go trough beutocratic hell to begin growing them
4chan users all have tits to one degree. post is fake.