Absolutely plan to. Going through the gender dysphoria bible showed me I don’t see a single dealbreaker as far as femminizing HRT goes, and a hell of a lot to gain (or more specifically, lose).

Greatly reduced body hair and redistrubition of future fat (existing fat stays until you work it off I’ve heard) are the big ones for me. A bit more “junk in the trunk” would hopefully make chairs a bit more comfortable.

Already have to shift things around to see my feet (I want to lose a good 40+pounds minimum, more if a doc tells me I’m still overweight). 😅 Never particularly wanted the bits that came stock downstairs. The jumblies could fall off tomorrow and I’d be thrilled (aside from re-learning how to pee, which I imagine is fairly quick to get the hang of, standing is overrated and messy anyway)

Social is the hard part for me; mom would probably be fine, very accepting gem of a lady there. Dad is a crapshoot, not sure I’d care longterm how he reacts. Workplace is… a shitload of old white military veterans with no sense of tact, some of whom were moved to a different area for their behavior. And my dad is in this workplace as well. 😐

EVERYTHING would become a lot easier if I was in a different state. Don’t exactly have much in the way of a friend group as is, not a lot to lose other than closeness to parents and access to one of my favorite places.

I started my medical transition 7 years (and 2 days) ago. Because I’m older, and have been working most of my life, I had funds saved in my government mandated superannuation fund (sort of like a 401K in the US). I was able to access it to cover all of my surgeries using those funds.

I’ve had pretty much every surgery available to trans fem folk, and rushed through them in the first couple of years of my medical transition, and they’ve done a great deal to alleviate my dysphoria, but I’m not sure I’d necessarily do them all the same way again if I had the chance to do over.

I am about eight months into medically transitioning, mtf. Over these last few years, I have been on a journey of taking better care of myself and becoming healthier, happier. I was working out really consistently, and I started to see myself developing a muscular dude body, and I kept looking in the mirror like “I should be happy about this, but I am actually getting further away from how I feel inside.” That’s when it ocurred to me that I have been trying to fit into a box all my life that I don’t fit into, and I started thinking about transition.

This last year has easily been the happiest of my life, and the changes I see in myself bring me joy instead of dysphoria. Not a regret in my mind

Already about 10 months in, and I chose to because I’ve never been happy with my male body and even if I don’t completely pass, I’d still be happy with a more feminine body shape. Plus I have a very strong suspicion that I’m intersex and had some estrogen sensitivity at some point during my puberty (or still do), but that’s not really a reason why I chose to start.

I do plan to transition, but that is realistically 4-5 years away, which sucks because I’m over 50 and only very recently realized I’m a trans woman. Tempus fugit and all that, but I want it done like tomorrow. So much wasted time already. I know the process needs to happen, but a girl can dream, right?

I’ve been on HRT for over a year, and I feel so much better. I have ESP! (Estradiol Spironolactone Progesterone) 🥰️

I need bottom surgery. I think about it constantly. My recent meme on /traa expresses my emotional roller-coaster pretty well.

When I realized I was probably trans, medical transition seemed like an obvious choice. I think if I didn’t need to medically transition, I wouldn’t have socially transitioned. I live in a scary transphobic place, so there is immense pressure to stay in the closet.

I’m post op (bottom). I made my body the way I wanted my body to be

I’m at 8 months on HRT as of a couple of days ago.

As for why, the short answer is to find that piece of myself that’s been missing since puberty.

A hormonal transition always felt like something reserved for trans folks. I knew I wasn’t a cis man or a trans woman, but those were my only options in pre-Internet Texas. I told myself I could put up with it because I didn’t really have a choice, and for far too long, I didn’t.

Learning that amab enbies given the choice to tailor their protocol actually do report benefits from HRT was part of a series of significant coincidences and happy accidents that finally got me out of Texas for good.

Once I knew it was an option, it was as if the reality itself conspired to lead me here. Seriously. It’d take me half an hour to type out just the chain of events that culminated in my partners’ accidental adoption of a heat-stressed street husky which got them on board with moving north before I could even broach the subject. I find it’s best to listen when the universe is giving such a clear signal. XD

yes because i’ll probably kill myself otherwise :3