Yeah, it's a pretty generic title, but it's a follow up to my story of a boy that I wrote almost 4 years ago. I can't believe it's been over 3 years. It's not that long I suppose, but I was 17 when I wrote that, and now am currently a few months shy of 21.
When I wrote that piece, I thought that guys like me, who were originally assigned female at birth, or girls assigned male at birth, or non binary people, were rare. I learned that that is far from the truth; there are actually many guys, and girls and other genders, just like me, and not one of us experiences our gender or transition the exact same way. It's bittersweet when I think
Yeah, it's a pretty generic title, but it's a follow up to my story of a boy that I wrote almost 4 years ago. I can't believe it's been over 3 years. It's not that long I suppose, but I was 17 when I wrote that, and now am currently a few months shy of 21.
When I wrote that piece, I thought that guys like me, who were originally assigned female at birth, or girls assigned male at birth, or non binary people, were rare. I learned that that is far from the truth; there are actually many guys, and girls and other genders, just like me, and not one of us experiences our gender or transition the exact same way. It's bittersweet when I think
In case anyone cares on here, I think people care more on my tumblr than they do here but I digress :P
Yeah I had top surgery on thursday, which was conincidentally the day before my one year on testosterone. Obviously I'm recovering and am kind of limited in what I can do right now, but I feel good. Hell, I did a lot better after this surgery than I did when I had my gallbladder removed, and that was considered minor surgery while this was considered major. My mom said I had a tension on my face that disappeared after I came out of surgery. I feel like I'm a different person than I was last week. This piece that was missing had come togethe
I'm having surgery in 8 days, and that's probably the reason that I am in the middle of a huge identity crisis right now. Like, I can't even begin to explain on here, but I looked in the mirror and didn't recognize myself. But still continuing my life as usual.
Bah, i still don't draw, but I don't think anyone cares.
I'm getting chest surgery on August 16th. The time has come.
And I'm still selling shit on ebay because as of today I owe my parents $14000. Along with surgery I also got a new car today so yeah...