Ex-egg. Turns out wishing you were a girl does work.

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Cake day: July 2nd, 2024

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  • Oh hai ~

    One month into DIY already, and I’m feeling pretty good, yay! Hopefully I can get a prescription soon. It’s hard to measure the effects objectively, but I now get what people mean when they say not to carry stuff against your chest. Ouch. Don’t know if it’s the hormones or losing weight, but my reflection looks… different, somehow? Maybe I’m imagining it.

    Plus I met up with a group of girl friends I haven’t seen since before my egg crack, and they were very quick to welcome me to the E team :3




  • Oh hai ~ the weekly thread is back, yay!

    Things are pretty good here. Weight is slowly dropping off, which is a relief (still lots to go); I’m two weeks into DIY, and stuff seems to be happening. It’s quite hard to be objective though. At least I have a backup plan in case the doctor is uncooperative.

    Because of all the waiting I’m a bit worried about losing momentum, especially when the self-doubt creeps in. Well, screw that voice - I’m gonna be a woman anyway :3

    Oh, and I bought some clothes in preparation for the cooler weather. The sleeves are all too short, so I’m (re-)learning to sew. Take that, fashion industry!








  • Waiting…

    … for my hair to get long enough for even a short feminine cut. I don’t really feel like wearing a wig, but I guess I might try a cute headscarf.

    … to lose weight. I’m going about as fast as I safely can, and it’s noticeable, but there’s still a lot to go.

    … for hair removal. Seeing the effects already, but gotta wait at least a month between appointments.

    … for hormones. First appointment in six weeks or so. At least there’s DIY as a fallback.

    But! I’m out to my family, and my immediate coworkers (I work from home anyway). So I can wear what I want, practice my voice and makeup, and things are good. I don’t wear anything more boyish than women’s jeans and a semi-fitted T-shirt (OK, fairly neutral), and I guess I’ll just tell anyone who asks. Just wish I could see in the mirror how I feel.


  • Had a nice long chat with the wife. Basically explaining the story so far, all those obvious-in-hindsight things. Talked about how I want to start HRT, and what that will entail. She’s cool with it becoming a same-sex marriage, and went as far as to say “I know you’re not the type to fool around, but if you decide you like men instead, that’s OK with me”.

    Since coming out things have been noticeably friendlier (not in a euphemistic way, just actually talking about stuff in a warmer tone). Which is surprising, but I’ll take it!

    Things might all turn out OK after all. ☺️



  • Oh yeah, same here. I had my first session last week - they gave me the anesthetic cream for free because I paid up front. Gosh, this must really hurt, thinks me, starting to get worried because there wasn’t time to put it on before starting. The lady kept stopping and asking if I could stand the pain, but it didn’t hurt at all (the SMELL though…). That made me worry the laser wasn’t working on my hair (I’m dirty blonde, although my facial hair is a bit darker).

    I can still see the shadow, but shaving this morning there was a lot less stubble than usual! There is hope!



  • Ouch! That reminds me of one of the episodes which led to my egg cracking…

    Scene: me, out drinking with some friends who just happen to all be women (no hint there, obviously). Fairly well-oiled at this point.

    Me: Since everyone else is a girl, maybe I should just become one too, ha ha!
    Fren (surprised): Where did that come from? Are you transgender? That’s cool if you are, I’m bi by the way.
    Me: Ha ha no, only joking, just felt like the odd one out that’s all, let’s change the subject right now…
    Me (to self): fuck fuck fuck where did that come from, I mean I do want to be a girl, but cis people don’t say that kind of thing, dumbass

    Get home; wake up with hangover and gender crisis.