I am using a name, a modification of my given name, that I picked out many years ago. But I have always laid low. I took the COGIATI test on another site and scored 100, which rates me as androgynous, probably not a bad assessment.
I am a 67-year-old male, married, with 3 daughters, one son, and 3 grandchildren. By now, you'd think I'd know who I am. Yet it was only six years ago I was diagnosed as ADD (not the hyperactive kind, for sure). Suddenly much in my life history made sense.
In November, my doctor put me on finasteride for BPH. It has a rare side-effect of breast enlargement. Rare, but I suspected this pill would find me out. Sure enough. My nipples are larger, and these cute little things on my chest daily grow bigger and fuller. I know, because I keep admiring them in the mirror and holding them in my hands.
So far, it's (they're) no big deal. No one else, including my wife, has noticed. The excitement and the euphoria have become intense. I love both the effect and the side-effect of this pill, but if I keep growing, I will need to change my life someday. Can anyone understand the feelings that dominate my inner life these days? Is this where I belong? I can't write more now; my hands are shaking.
Be well,
Simone Louise