Officially my second trooniversary today
2 years hrt

let’s look back and see what I’ve got to show for it:
- Only out to my mom. I avoid talking to her about it as much as possible because I’m ashamed and she’s kinda wishy washy in the way she treats the topic. Occasionally she will gender me correctly, but then she’ll go on to tell me I’m a grown ass man or something like that.
- 3 instances of being called ma’am followed by either a rapid self correction or just staring
- Lots of weird looks from old people
- Told by coworkers that I look like tarzan, lord faarquad, various long haired pro wrestlers, weird al, the grudge
- Manmoding with no end in sight, no voice training, crippling anxiety over being seen that makes life nearly unlivable
So yeah tbh things aren’t looking good haha. I still can’t really convince myself that it was a bad idea to do this or that I regret it. Regardless, I think I have plenty reason to be pessimistic about the future. To me it looks like the only real outcomes are either suicide or detrans at this point. Sucks that I can’t be one of the lucky ones for whom this is a joyous occasion.