Wearing the E patches symmetrically over where my ovaries would have been. Maybe if this continues, I could even get tattoos that somehow define medication patch areas. Need a much fitter body before that, looking over my routines. Still have some tendencies to reward eating by the end of a long day and want to shift that into something else.
It seems all my family who knows accept me. They want me to come out to the one grandmother who does not know, so I am writing a letter. This is huge.
Had a wave of sadness the other day thinking of how much I’d want to be able to experience someone going down on me with me having the right anatomy. Saving-for-surgery thus on my mind. Found an interesting blog:
https://lifesexperimentblog.wordpress.com/
which is by a woman seemingly sharing a lot of demographics with me, she is polyamorous, kinky, working in IT (close enough) and otherwise someone who seems to some extent to be similar enough that hearing her experiences of preparations, fears, anxiety, progress and outcome of surgeries and other things may be informative for me. Will read more of it.
lost in transition 