I've been in a very weird mood today. It took me until this afternoon to realise that I've just crashed up through a ceiling of dysphoria I'd been at for a while.
As my body feminises, and as I relax more and more into the femaleness of me, and find myself accepted more simply as I am now, I'm suddenly a lot more distressed and impatient at this set of tackle that should be something different. It's like it's been glued on there as a joke.
I have very strong feelings of wanting to be intimately involved with someone, and of that being impossible for me while I'm genitally incongruent. Because I don't want to be wanted for my tackle, and I don't want to be rejected for it either. I just want my proper female body, and my impatience has gone up like crazy suddenly - and it's going to be at least 14 months before surgery can happen.
I'll deal with it, I'm sure - it's just caught me by surprise.