So, mfrazercani lost his job right as my first vial of testosterone ran out, and we didn't have the money to replace it. Through my local pharmacy, with insurance, it costs $100. I thought I had another week to deal with it, but had a bit less than I thought. So when I did my last shot I only had .4 mL instead of the .6 mL I was supposed to have. And now
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I cut my hair. I really like it; it's comfortable as hell and I think it makes me look better even as a girl (and it's way better, of course, for passing). My husband took it a lot harder than he thought he would and I hate seeing him this depressed - I know I'm the one making him unhappy but I'm not sure what I can do about it. I can't go back
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It's been a roller coaster ride the last few days. I gave my husband the link to this journal on Thursday and left him alone to read it, and then we talked. What it really comes down to is that we both want impossible things. I want him to love me for who I am inside, whatever my body, and to find my body attractive because it's mine. He wants
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I talked to my husband some tonight. I explained why I'm thinking about cutting my hair and he was actually pretty okay about it - I guess he was just mainly concerned about it being some random whim and that I'd hate it after. I told him some about my gender dysphoria getting worse and he was really supportive. I told him that's why I want to
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Well, I was feeling better today. I was even thinking, hey, maybe the last few days were a huge overreaction, Maybe it's not such a big deal, really. Maybe I'm not really transsexual at all and I'll be fine the way I am
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I mentioned cutting my hair to my husband tonight and he seemed . . . not thrilled with the idea. I'll show him some pictures tonight before bed, but I think he'll frankly be horrified at the style I'm considering.