It's been 6 months since I started testosterone, people. 6 months. To say I'm excited at the coming of this realization is an understatement. It's officially official as of today. I've been dancing around doing an update of things. It seems that 6 months was the mark to do it. I don't even know where to start. I'm just gunna get typing, and we'll see where it goes.
I see myself a little more each day, not just because my physical appearance is slowly changing, but because things are aligning within myself. As my hormones continue to be where they should be, I feel an ever strengthening peace within myself. That doesn't mean I still don't get anxiety, but this peace is different than being calm. It's hard for me to describe.
Honestly, I've been struggling with my anxiety lately. A lot of things in life have been piling up, pushing me to my limits. I don't always like to share that I'm struggling. I want people to see that I'm strong, that I can handle things. I'm afraid of people telling me to stop doing certain things. I don't know where it got in my head that if I show people my anxiety (especially when it pops up in response to, say, having to deal with some of the harder aspects of transition) that they're gunna say, "Well, transitioning is doing that so you should just stop transitioning." 1) No one has ever said any such thing to me and 2) My anxiety issues started waaaay before I started transitioning. I've had them forever and I know that hiding being trans has been making it worse, yet my brain can't seem to wrap itself around that sometimes.
I learned somewhere along the way that if you cause something to happen, you've gotta deal with it. Let me explain. Say, I make the decision to stay up late. Well, if im groggy the next morning for work then I have to deal with it and push through it. I made the decision to make things harder, so now I have to figure out how to function through it. See what I mean? It's not a bad way to think, but my brain likes to take it to the extreme and past logical sense sometimes. Anxiety sucks, what can I say? So, when I'm stressing about financial restraints and stuff I have to get done for myself, my brain goes, "You're not allowed to complain about being stressed because you're the one who chose to add on this extra journey into you life." But Brain, you've got something wrong there. This wasn't a choice, not like you think. I couldn't have continued on as things were. I would have gotten worse and worse, shriveling further into myself. I'm scared to think of what would have happened. So maybe this was a choice, a choice to stop the pain. It's no different than the choice to start taking anti anxiety meds or anti depressants.
Through it all, I walk with a little more confidence. I feel more at ease with myself, the person I am. Is my dysphoria gone? God, no. Some days it's almost crippling, but a lot of the emotional wacko is gone. Recently, I saw my endocrinologist to check in on how I'm doing with the hormones. I do these trips every few months. It's another good basis for comparison. Even just noticing how different (better) I feel now compared to the last trip 3 months ago is crazy. But, I must admit, it's hard to notice most of the time. It's easy to take pictures and do comparisons to see the outside changes, but how do you gauge the changes on the inside? I'm thankful last year I started a journal. I look back at entries especially from last summer and realize that I'm so much better in my head now than I was then. It's harder to talk about the emotional changes because they're so personal, which is interesting considering they're the most important changes.
What else is different? Quite a bit. 6 months of second puberty does a lot. Hair everywhere, gradual vocal changes, unending hunger, and lots of acne are the biggest changes. They were all expected. The hair has actually come faster than I thought. Could it come faster? Sure, but it's just fine right now. The voice changes aren't fast enough, but I just have to be patient (as with any changes, really). As of right now, I've been noticing a lot more cracking and throat soreness. I'm quite sure this is indication I'm heading into more change in the vocal department. The hunger was never something I had put much thought to even if i had been forewarned, but holy goodness am I constantly starving or what. No sooner have I thought I'm stuffed then bam I'm hungry again. It's a good thing I got back into working out at the beginning of this; otherwise, I would have turned into a balloon rather than made as much progress gaining muscle as I have. Now the acne.… I dreaded this one. This is something a lot of trans guys conplain about and I swear mine started on day 1. I seem to keep it mostly under control. It's not as bad as it could be but lets be honest, seeing any acne at all is too much acne. I had just gotten to a point where ny skin had been relatively clear for a good stretch. Ah well. It's worth it.
I could go into more detail, but that's getting close to awkward territory. Wanna hear more about what I've been dealing with? Send me a private message. Really, I love to talk about it; yet, in a blog sense, if i keep going, I'm just gunna start rambling. Truly though, the more I get a chance to talk about being trans like it's normal, the easier it gets. I like treating it like it's nothing weird, like it's any other Dr's appointment, like me getting my shots is no big deal. It makes me feel less like some science experiement and more like a normal person who just happens to need help with getting the proper hormones. You know, some trans guys like to talk about being trans like it's a hormone imbalance, like they're just guys who have an issue with their hormones and got puberty late because it took so long to start correcting the levels. I'm not saying every guy looks at it that way, and I'm not so sure how I feel about looking at it that way. But… for explaining it to people… Well, I think there are people out there it would be beneficial to have that explanation around for.
So there you have it, my messy little 6 month update. Thanks for sticking with me. Tune in next time for more trans adventures.
P.S. - I threw in a comparison photo. The left is 6 months ago, the right is a few days ago.
