Let me begin by saying that I will never specifically gender police
anyone. I believe everyone has the right to call themselves whatever
they wish and do whatever they wish. So long as it doesn’t hurt others,
of course. And there is where my issue with “trans-trenders” lies. I did
not coin the term. Nor do I use it regularly. But yes, I am concerned
that these people may be taking some legitimacy out of my own trans
experience. My biggest fear, however, is being lumped in with them.
I am still on the fence about top surgery. I have absolutely no
intent to undergo genital surgery. I miss being androgynous. I like
being a little bit femme on occasion. Do these truths make me less trans
than others? Less a man? I surely hope not. Just because I am not
crippled by dysphoria when I am naked does not mean that I like what I
see. And just because I enjoy vaginal penetration doesn’t mean I am a
woman.
People need to be less preoccupied with others. Their journeys are
their own. Let everyone live as they will and go on your way.
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
Sunday, July 8, 2012
trans check in
I think I need to document things again. It's been 2 years and 3 months or so on testosterone, I haven't measured my muscles since well before I started doing parkour. I'll get on that. ...soon. Hair keeps coming in thicker everywhere. I actually get a 5 o'clock shadow, the next evening. I can actually grow a fairly decent beard with mustache and soul patch included, it's just still a bit too sparse for me to keep it around.
I continue to have my internal struggle with chest surgery. I'm just not sure about it. I know that I very much dislike my chest. And I detest wearing binders. They're itchy and they cut under my arms. Grrr. And I'd love to swim shirtless. And feel the sun on my back. And the wind. But I don't have the money, and frankly if I do get that sort of money, I'm going to travel with it. And I don't relish the thought of not being able to use my arms for a month or so. Certainly wouldn't work out with my job. And I simply don't want huge, unsightly scars. I don't dislike scars, I just don't want surgery ones I guess. But breathing would be nice...
Anyhow, I guess I needn't worry about it until I have the funds anyhow.
I promise that I'll do some measurements soon.
I continue to have my internal struggle with chest surgery. I'm just not sure about it. I know that I very much dislike my chest. And I detest wearing binders. They're itchy and they cut under my arms. Grrr. And I'd love to swim shirtless. And feel the sun on my back. And the wind. But I don't have the money, and frankly if I do get that sort of money, I'm going to travel with it. And I don't relish the thought of not being able to use my arms for a month or so. Certainly wouldn't work out with my job. And I simply don't want huge, unsightly scars. I don't dislike scars, I just don't want surgery ones I guess. But breathing would be nice...
Anyhow, I guess I needn't worry about it until I have the funds anyhow.
I promise that I'll do some measurements soon.
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