Or Life & Death for that matter. Here I am ready to mutilate myself or worse because of lack of funds. My quality of life is terrible. I gorge on food because I am stressed, that certainly could lead to a premature death. All because in many ways I feel the perception is "Oh this is just something you want, not need" Given the choice I would rather be fighting cancer or something else than this..
There are so many reasons why I know this is necessary, as soon as possible. I am fine with hormones the rest of my life, but if surgery helps reduce the risk of taking them with lower amounts, why not?
As for surgery, there are almost countless reasons why it is necessary. Since I was little whats down there always felt foreign. I hated it. I even took measures to hurt or remove it myself in my teens. Fortunately there was no damage I am aware of, but those thoughts are still there. Whether I go to the bathroom or wear a skirt. I get so disgusted with myself. Then I think What happens if I die? I don't want to get buried as a male, but in my state that is exactly what will happen, not sure a will can overwrite the law. I am closing in on my 30s fast, the health risks will only increase.
Work makes me miserable sometimes. I have to check ids for credit cards and checks sometimes, and it depresses me seeing female on drivers licenses. Until I can have surgery, Oklahoma will not change it on my drivers license. I've tried using my original birth certificate that says female. I have tried everything I can think of, but despite being on hormones six solid years nothing. Despite having borderline natural C breasts, nothing.
So despite how pretty I may look, there is still that blemish down there, and another reminder of society trying to tell me what to me than what I am inside and slowly becoming outside. Tucking is so uncomfortable, and it anchors my thoughts down because it is a constant reminder of the ongoing struggle.
Even though no one hardly looks twice when I go out, I still neutral some days just because that confidence is not there, because I am afraid something with slip out or show. I worry more about that then my bad hairline. Hard to be a girly girl which is what I am.
As much as I love swimming, I have not been in many years. First I could not fit into that role of the guy swimmer (shirtless w/ trunks), and seeing all the girls in their bikinis made me feel like a freak. What happens if I go to the beach and something slips out? It is the same thing at work. So many women come in with their dresses and skirts and I can't do that. Mostly because our dress code forbids it, but even at a job where I could (and would love to), as long as the parts are down there I would be extremely uncomfortable. I just don't feel complete.
There is a huge safety issue as well. I walk to work many times a week. I am only 5'5, and fairly small. My mom died being hit by a car. My fear is that I will look like an easy target walking down the street. Certainly a young female is a bigger target to get robbed than a big dude. What happens if they want to do more? They find out I have guy parts and then what? Surely I would get beaten, or worse.
Which comes to the next point. What if I do meet a guy I want to be with? Spur of the moments happen, what if he gets a surprise he was not expecting? I would feel better about stealth, as with my social skills I am not sure I would have the heart to tell. Yes that sounds bad. Certainly would try to inform preop, but better safe than sorry. When I think of sex I always think of myself on the receiving end, and participating as woman.
Self pleasure the guy way makes me sick and I have not done it in several years any way. That doesn't mean I don't feel the need to let one out every now and then, but I do not have any discharge anymore and that has been amazing. Random erections are practically gone and I could not be more happy. I developed a nice rubbing/fingering technique that is I enjoy better than jacking it, but you can only adapt so far.
Basically as it as I cannot live the life I was meant to live without surgery. I thought by now after so many years of honest hard work and patience I would get there. Now I fear I will have to take a turn for the worse. I am to the point of entering the "adult industry" and committing several acts of fraud to get to where I need to be. I have handled legal matters, and they are nothing compared to what I am going through now. I just don't know how much I have left in me to stay strong.
The general perception, even among some of the surgeons, that this is an optional thing is driving me crazy.