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Started by Sarah82, October 06, 2015, 08:07:03 AM

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Sarah82

As I write this it has been twenty five days since starting Spiro and fifteen since starting oestradiol.
So far I have had no negative side effects, famous last words :P .

I haven't seen many changes yet though either.
What I have experienced was a few days of short temper, and a couple of days feeling down.

Today however I was feeling a little low so I rented a DVD, The Age of Adaline (which I think is great and now want to read the book), and bought a few, three, bars of chocolate, the individual ones not the family blocks.

It wasn't until I had to stop and get more tissues that I realised I was fulfilling a female cliche. Surrounded by soaked tissues, cuddled up under a rug, hugging a pillow, eating too much chocolate, and watching an emotional drama.

Despite the cliche I realised that the emotions I was feeling were much stronger and of an almost different quality or resonance to what I felt while being poisoned by testosterone.

I have also noticed a slight amount of weight redistribution to my hips, my shadow shows the first hints of an hourglass figure, fifteen kilos to go... Plus today's chocolate.

There has also been a very small change in breast tissue like they are ready to go from man boobs to boobs... But that could also be the wishful thinking of any young woman waiting of the boob-fairy...






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KristinaM

Congratulations on exploring your new-found sense of self!  :)

Before I was on HRT, I was pretty flat emotionally.  No real ups, no real downs, and now I frequently experience the FULL RANGE OF INSANITY that are emotions.  I can cry at the drop of a hat now, both tears of heartache, and tears of sheer joy.  I have a newborn baby girl at home, and holding her brings those tears of joy, but when I think of how I lost my cat a couple months ago, the sadness overwhelms me.

I never cried over anything before...  Happiness and excitement weren't really part of my life before.  Sure, there were enjoyable things, but I think back to the unadulterated bliss I would experience as a child when opening birthday or christmas present, and I haven't had that for years, but now I do!  :D  On the flip side, when I lost my grandmothers, I didn't cry much.  Sure I shed a tear or two, but mainly because everyone else around me was and I felt overwhelmed by the sadness that permeated the air around me.  I cry now though, especially when alone, when I think about how they'll never get to see their great granddaughter.

So yeah, I get what you're saying.  Hormones have brought the color back into my life when it was all a dull gray before.  I am so happy for you.  Go out and live your life!  I finally am!

P.s.  My boobs/nipples have been hurting in varying degrees for 3 months now, ungh!  I can see definite breast tissue forming though, and can pull some decent cleavage together with a sticky bra.  I'm pretty lean and have actually been losing weight, but my pects are certainly getting puffy!  :D  I'm enjoying watching my nipples change in shape and texture too.  :)
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victoriafrantic

Quote from: Sarah82 on October 06, 2015, 08:07:03 AM

It wasn't until I had to stop and get more tissues that I realised I was fulfilling a female cliche. Surrounded by soaked tissues, cuddled up under a rug, hugging a pillow, eating too much chocolate, and watching an emotional drama.

Wow, that's sounds so great, so comfy.

I get you on the feeling of the emotion. Last night I was thinking about how I had coffee with a new friend/ally this morning,  and how great that was. And out of nowhere I just started crying. I wasn't sad, the feeling was totally new. It wasn't "tears of joy" but something in that neighborhood. The best I could come up with was that I was crying tears of gratitude.  Which sounds weird. I'm going to need to get a new vocabulary!

Also...

I KNEW THERE WAS A BOOB FAIRY!!!
37, mtf, pre everything, out to my family.
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