I might be overplaying the easiness of it, because quite frankly being trans never stops being hard.
But I just expect it to be much harder.
Two months ago I got hooked up on T. I expected the process to acquiring it to be arduous, frustrating, difficult, and scary. It was only scary...at first. I got on it immediately after an appointment to planned parenthood. The cost was a bit much, but at the same time, far more affordable and doable than ever expected. Something even me as someone with a minimum wage job could handle. PP worked with me very well. It was incredible, as well as embarrassing how excited I was leaving the clinic.
Fast forward two months on T
Every day at work, people have been calling me sir. Sir. Sir. Sir. Brother. Buddy. "Give it to him". Dude. Man.
It started once or twice. Then it began often.
Something at some point clicked, and a switch flipped, now suddenly Im a man to those who glance or look my way. Its amazing.
Why me? Why am I so fortunate? Why have I grazed past such a hurdle that most like me can never dream of? Why do I have it so easy somehow?
Even my coworkers, who I have yet to tell if ever, had made the "mistake", my manager called me sir once, and flusteredly took it back saying yes ma'am. All I did was smile. My coworker, talking to my manager, called me he then immediately flipped to she. A customer called me sir, but immediately changed it to ma'am after remembering the pronoun my manager used referring her to my register.
Its unbelievable, and Im starting to feel that I dont have to keep overthinking what I am in my head anymore, that I can just BE, like everyone else does. Its not a big deal after all, I just am what I am, life goes on.
I have female friends who are trans that won't ever be this lucky, my heart goes out to them.