TWENTY-TWO:
All right, everyone, what time is it? Time for a big WOO HOO!!! Because today is my official 3-week anniversary since starting this trial. Time to do a little celebration dance! Yay!!! ┗(.^∇^)┓♪♪
Sadly, it also a bit of a bittersweet anniversary, because shipment #2 of HRT STILL has not arrived, and there has still been no update whatsoever from the postal service tracking system. So unfortunately, as of today, I'm officially completely out of estrogen. I've had both of the final batch of patches on for the full week now, and as such it's likely that I'm pretty much getting no more E in my system anymore. And it might be several more days, possibly up to another whole week, before one of the two shipments arrive and I can get back toward the path of feminization. Big bummer, but oh well.
I've been thinking, perhaps this delay was set up by divine influence... as a way to say "all right, now you're going to be off of estrogen for a few days. This is the time that you really need to stop and think about whether you really do want to continue or not."
I really do feel like I'm at a big turning point. Up until now, all of the feminizing effects have been minor. Very slight facial changes. Slight body-proportion changes. Slight breast budding. Enough to give me a taste of what is to come if I stay on estrogen. But about two days ago, I got a big physical sign that things are about to get serious... my breasts started feeling sore. As in, not like a constant lingering pain or anything, but a feeling of tenderness. I can't really press on them anymore without it hurting. There's kind of this "perpetual bruise" kind of feeling where there's a definite soreness whenever I touch them. And to accompany this, there has been a definite increase in nipple size. So that means things are about to get serious. And also, a few days ago, I stumbled onto the following video from a transitioning person who decided to stop HRT because things went a bit too far, and she started feeling like she was just happy being more androgynous, and that maybe becoming a woman completely wasn't for her. (
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BiQajITdNiQ) [side note: she picked it back up later, so it ended up being a temporary stoppage only, but it did still get me thinking.]
So that's what I've been thinking about today. I really stopped to think, knowing that the next HRT shipment contains MUCH more supplies than the first... enough for a full 3 months. So if I do go on it, I'm pretty much committing myself to a degree of feminization that would go above and beyond anything that's happening now. There would likely be several irreversible changes that will never go away even if I decide to go back to being a guy. So let's be honest, it's a really big moment that I'm facing here. I feel like now is the time to decide. I didn't really press this decision on myself, though, I rather figured that I'd just take it easy, be calm for a while, and see how I felt about it after just going about a normal day of activities and not really worrying about it.
The first thing that started to really give me a sense of direction was when I randomly stumbled upon a news story about Lana Wachowski (formerly Larry Wachowski, co-director of the Matrix film series.) I was a big fan of that film series back in college, and watched pretty much every single minute of the DVD commentary, so I'm quite familiar with the way that Larry Wachowski used to talk and act. And you know, he was a bit of a shy guy back in the day. There was something about his mannerisms that were very familiar to me... they were a bit reserved, a bit introverted and held back, in a way that made it evident that he wasn't completely comfortable. And then I started looking at pictures of him post-transition, officially embracing his female identity as Lana, and God, what a difference. She looked happy, open, smiling and giving hugs to people, and confident. Man, did this ever hit home for me. I've been feeling exactly the same way over the last few days... like there's just something about me that's really not "alive" when I'm in boy mode... something reserved, something uncomfortable. And I REALLY recognize the free-expression feminine mood, where all of this happiness and comfort and sense of self comes out of you that you just don't have in you otherwise. I recognize that same feeling every single time I start feeling feminine. It feels like I'm finally able to be myself.
And that brings us to the other thing that really convinced me. Let's talk about clothing, and let's talk about my new wigs. Yesterday, I tried the wigs on, and I was a bit disappointed that they didn't make me look feminine enough. But they have REALLY grown on me over the last day. Today I pretty much had them on for the entire day. And let's be honest, no, they really do not look that great. Mainly because my upper body is still so masculine that the shoulder and arm shape really offset any kind of femininity that the wigs provide. By all means of physical appearance, I should hate the wigs. And yet, strangely, I have found that I don't. I LOVE them. It's not about the way that I look in them, it's about the way that I FEEL in them. Something about having long, radiant hair just feels SO right! It feels like this is the hair that I was meant to have from day one. There's just something about it coming down in my face when I bend over, and something about brushing it back, and running my hands through it, and pushing it around all over the place to try and make myself look better, that feels so absolutely amazing. The same can be said for the rest of my feminine clothes. I really do not look good in them yet. But they just FEEL so right! When I'm wearing my wig, and dressing in feminine clothes, I feel such a sense of inner happiness, and such a sense of correctness, that this is what it should have been like for my entire life, that it's like an absolute revelation.
Lots of transsexuals report that they don't really consider cross-dressing as actual cross-dressing, because they feel like those are the clothes that they should be wearing in the first place. I almost NEVER cross-dressed before this, because I was always too scared of the judgmental glances of others, and of being caught, so I pretty much never did it. But let me tell you, tonight I finally know EXACTLY what they are talking about. After a whole day of being in a wig and a feminine t-shirt, Jenny came home and I dressed back in my so-called "normal" clothes so that I could go shopping. And... God... dressing back in those clothes just felt SO wrong. Putting on normal baggy guy-jeans felt completely wrong. It felt like I should be wearing the feminine jeans that hug my butt and thighs. And taking the wig off, and going back to just having short hair again, God, it actually felt weird. It felt like I wasn't myself anymore. So now that I have finally cross-dressed
for an extended period, I know exactly what other transsexuals say about it. It really doesn't feel like cross-dressing. It feels like those are the clothes that I should be wearing all the time, and that hair is the hair that I should have all the time. And shockingly, tonight for the first time I didn't feel cowardly about doing girly things around Jenny. Once I was back from the store, I ended up putting the wig right back on. And I still have it on. It just feels so "right" to me, and I love the way it looks even though it doesn't really make me look feminine. But again, there's just this FEEL to the whole thing, something that feels so right about it. And I suspect that I am going to spend a LONG time wearing this wig from now on.
The last thing that really got me thinking today, was when I stepped in front of the mirror and really started looking at myself, asking myself whether I really did like all of the feminization. And that didn't take long to answer. EVERY part of myself that I still don't like is the masculine parts. My big upper body, mainly my back, chest, and shoulders, are my biggest opponent right now. I still HATE them, and they are what's keeping me from looking feminine in every single feminine outfit that I have tried. And every single part of myself that I like the most... my legs, my hands, my newly-budding boobies, and the increasingly-feminine contour of my waist and hips, are the parts that are the most feminine. And when I was really thinking about it, after looking at post-transition girls like Lana Wachowski, and TONS of Youtube videos, I really do want to look like them. And the whole wig thing, where even though I don't look good but I FEEL so good, has now really convinced me that I was meant to be a girl. I really feel like that's the case. And unlike before, I really don't care about how I look anymore. That's just a bonus. What matters is how I feel... that I finally feel like I'm being myself, and that I finally have a sense that I am actually happy with myself, and enjoying the self that I present to the world. THAT is what matters. It's not about just looking like a girl, it's about BEING a girl. And it's worth fighting for. Yes, I do want boobs. Yes, I do want smooth skin. Yes, I do want feminine shoulders and arms and legs and want my entire body to look as if it is that of a girl. That is what would finally make me comfortable, and finally make me feel like I'm myself.
So that's my update. I have stopped to seriously consider whether I am or am not going to go for it all once the shipment of HRT supplies arrived, and now I'm more convinced than ever that this is a permanent change. As of now, the plan is definitely to continue with the treatment until my body is completely 100% female.
So that's it. I still feel absolutely AMAZING, despite the lack of estrogen. It will come in due time, and I eagerly await all of the permanent changes that will be coming with it.
-With lots of love and hope and excitement looking ahead!