I've tried doing a few things to make it clear that this blog is a documentation of my personal growth, both generally as a person and specifically as a transwoman. I've added a disclaimer to the "about the blog" section, for example, and I once even had a front page that forced you to essentially …
Continue reading "On Hormones, pt. 10: Growth, or Why Transmedicalism is Mostly Bullshit"
Two days ago, I went to my first doctor's appointment in order to start the process for HRT (hormone replacement therapy). I first asked Jeeves about HRT when I was in perhaps 5th or 6th grade, and I have been reading about it ever since. I have long dreamed of the day I could run …
I was trying to remember yesterday how old I was when I first typed "I want to be a girl" on the internet. I would put it around ten or so, give or take a year or two. This would've been in the late 90s or early 2000s. Back then, I don't remember ever reading …
Continue reading "Earliest Transgender Memories, pt. 3 + On Hormones, pt. 8"
For a long, long time, I rationalized the bullying I received in high school as being due largely to my speech impediment. I maintain that this couldn't have possibly helped things, but in my research on the potentially feminizing effects of birth control on fetal development, I was reminded of some things I dealt with as a …
Note (8/19/2019): This post is so freaking outdated, but it was important to me learning to accept myself. There's a reason you can't follow the link to the cited blog post.) Nosce te ipsum One implication about writing a journal like this is that you get a front row seat to the ups and …
This is going to be the last post in this string for a while, and is really more of an afterword of things I couldn’t or didn’t include in the others. There is one more potential hormonal influence on my development, though I can’t verify how much of an effect it had on me, if …
Here’s the thing about hormones: your body needs them. And while I was not completely without, I had (have?) way fewer than I should. I learned a lot about myself throughout this experience, which is good, I think. Though, what I learned wasn’t all good. I suffer from depression, a trait common among those with …
I swear, I am trying to truncate this story as much as possible. Let’s skip ahead a bit. Eventually, I told both my girlfriend and my parents. Thankfully, I have been blessed with the best examples of each possible, and they were nothing but utterly supportive when I told them what I did. What I …
Okay, so I mowed the yard. I set up the appointment. And finally, I went to see my doctor. I was much more open with the doctor than I had been my parents. I told him about my urination, and asked to have that checked out. But then, I asked him about my breast growth. …
This post might be a bit longer, as I’m not really sure how I can break it up. Or maybe not; won’t know until I finish it. A couple of years ago, I was just about to turn 25. Thus, two things: you now know my age, and the time was counting down until I would …
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