Ex-egg. Turns out wishing you were a girl does work.
I’m doing good! So good, in fact, that I think it’s time to retire this account. Still not cis though :3
I’ll still be around, of course, and regulars should have no problem figuring out my main account. But since I’ve posted a lot of rather personal stuff here, I’d rather not link the accounts explicitly. So no doxxing, please! See you all around.
/egg out
PS If you need a clue:
Strange red dress on point for my type (11)
Yay, nail polish is so much fun :3
I had a lot of “oh shit, am I really doing this?” moments, too. But I think it’s important to show confidence when you tell people, even if you don’t feel it. So no rush.
I was chatting about names with my wife and she suggested it. Tried it out, it fit, and now I’m legally stuck with it :3
Yay! That’s great news〜
I bet there are a lot of Linux folks around here who can help if you get stuck, too.
Awww what a fluffy sweetie 🥲
Me: Huh, I was expecting HRT to make me emotional, but other than my mood going up and down it’s been fine.
Also me: Has a full-on hysterical-sobbing-in-the-corner meltdown.
Me: This proves nothing.
I feel much better now.
I’ve been collecting cute dangly earrings. Dressing up pretty is so much fun <3
I read Mia Violet’s “Yes, you are trans enough”. The first part describing her time at school hit so close to home I felt sick. But I also realized I relate a lot to the post-transition stuff, where she talks about presenting how she wants without worrying about passing. It’s definitely freeing to wear whatever stupid outfit I want without caring what other people think. I’m still neurotic about how I’m perceived, though :3
Thanks! (That’s actually the same article I linked in my post :3 )
In the section “A Note on Oral Progesterone’s Metabolites”, Aly notes that it’s not yet known whether or not the metabolites have progestogenic effects, but I’m prepared to believe that the oral route is less effective. I’m open to trying other routes.
My pills are kind of round capsules with gel inside, so I assume they contain microscopic natural progesterone crystals, rather than synthetic progestins. But I guess it doesn’t matter too much either way.
I’m not sure I can offer any advice, but I can attempt to describe my situation and maybe that will help.
I’m 40 MTF and started transitioning last summer as soon as my egg cracked; on hormones for about 8 months now. I’ve been married (to a woman) for a bit over 15 years and we have a daughter who is 13. As others have described I was becoming increasingly disengaged over time (and obese, alcoholic, and pretty unpleasant) and to be honest was probably not too many years away from leaving the world altogether. As a result, relations with my wife have been strained (and definitely not intimate) to say the least,
When I came out, my wife was unsurprised (“you’ve always had that kind of an air about you”) and cautiously supportive: she described a kind of platonic sister-like relationship, which even I could see would be an improvement from where we were. She’s not romantically interested in women, but (claims to be) not particularly bothered about not having a male partner. I hadn’t been meeting that role anyway. We talked about my transition plans: I wanted to start to live as a woman; HRT would potentially risk my fertility, but we weren’t realistically going to have any more children anyway; I wasn’t sure about whether I wanted surgery or to change my name (spoiler: both). She was OK with that, affirmed that I should live how I want, didn’t plan on separating, and volunteered that she’d be understanding if I decided later on that I was into men instead. She did mention that it would probably take a while to get used to the new situation.
My daughter was on board from the get-go and has been 100% supportive. She says I’m a lot easier to get along with now.
There have been a couple of stumbling blocks with the wife. First is a lingering resentment of my past actions: I’ve been a very shitty (but not unfaithful or physically abusive) husband, and she can be (understandably) pretty icy towards me on occasion. This boiled over one day when she was unhappy that I’d started wearing a bra. We talked about it: we’d already discussed I was transitioning and that this was probably not what she was really upset about; how I want to get on better terms but needed her cooperation. She talked about various things I’d said and done in the past that made her upset and we’d fought about; I accepted and apologized. Crisis over.
Second; I picked a new name (in fact it was one my wife suggested), tried it out at the local LGBT space and decided I wanted to use it full-time. Wife said she’d have to think about it, and kept using my old name. After a couple of months this was really starting to wear me down, and I talked to her about dysphoria and how it was a big deal to me. She still wasn’t comfortable using my new name, but agreed to stop using the old one and was OK with me changing it legally. I assume she’s still having trouble letting go the old me, or perhaps her ideal of what I could have been. My daughter makes a point to use my new name often, for which I’m very grateful.
Since then I’ve been steadily shifting my presentation more and more femme, although since I’m at home most of the time I’m usually in pretty androgynous casual wear. My wife has been cool with that, and although I don’t recall going out together with me in 100% unambiguous femme mode, I don’t think she’d have a problem with it.
Going forward, I don’t know what will happen. Maybe I’ll decide I like men after all and find a new partner. Maybe my wife will decide she doesn’t want to be married to a woman after all. Maybe we’ll figure out a platonic cohabiting relationship, or it’ll become an open marriage. Or maybe my wife will rediscover an attraction for me. It’s pretty much out of my control, and the only thing to do is take life one day at a time.
ADDENDUM: I thought of some comments and advice.
Yes… because I definitely don’t have those already :3
/checks to make sure wardrobe is closed
Well, truck nuts are a thing, so…
I hear that. Good luck though, you’ll get there eventually!
Ha ha, yes I was also getting jealous of women in light skirts and dresses this weekend. Keep getting stuck in a loop of “wish I could wear that… wait, I can… but should I…”, even though there’s no reason not to.
I asked my doctor about progesterone, because yolo. Her response was that WPATH doesn’t recommend it, but some people see improved breast development so she’ll prescribe it if I want. My goodness that stuff is expensive! I’m on 100mg oral so not expecting much, but I’ll report back if anything fun happens. It does seem to be helping me sleep a bit better, although that could just be the metabolites.
Late to the party as usual I played through Doki Doki Literature Club. Good game, and I can’t believe I managed to avoid too many spoilers this long! I had fun analyzing the characters afterwards too, iykwim.
ikr, some people are really fast! 8 mo here and technically an A cup, but only just. I’ve been losing a lot of weight though, so I guess I’m lucky I have anything at all!
Counterweights :3
Now that the weather’s warmer I bought some nice, sensible, not-baby-trans-I-hope dresses. Now that I can (very slightly) fill out the bust a bit (and not the stomach!), they are extremely affirming. It still feels a bit weird, but nice, to wear fitted stuff that’s tight around the chest.
The other day I went out on some errands in full-on fem (not that I boy mode ever, but I was trying to push the boundary). The sun was shining, the breeze pushing my skirt against my legs, etc etc. It was like a dream. As it happens I was updating my name on All The Things, and most places asked “and what is your relation to <masculine name>?”. Every time I replied that we’re the same person I got the “blink… blink… huh? … oooOOOhhh” response :3
🎵 Trans Joy 🎵
Yeah, not too happy about that.
Fortunately while there’s definitely more of a resemblance now, I can see someone cute in there as well. Especially if I remember not to frown all the time.
Actually, come to think of it, I look way more like my grandmother. Hope I got the boob genes as well.
Stealth lesbian 🤜🤛
Aww yuss… let us know how it goes!
(I’m not at all jealous…)