God I'm more squeamish now. Estrogen really does turn one into a girl. I can't even stand to watch horror movies anymore and I use to love horror movies. Has anyone else experienced this?
Certainly. Almost all television is too violent or graphically gory. I used to watch football, but it's too much most of the time.
Watching the Princess Diaries again...
I do not know if I am more squeamish but I feel the horror more, if that makes sense. I never liked horror movies though; I would get nightmares.
I'm a newbee, pre-HRT, and I've always been rather anxious and adverse to confrontation. In fact, when actors in a program I am watching becomes confrontational, I immediately flip the channel. I can't image become any more squeamish then I am. :-(
hmm I have been on HRT for about 5 and a half months, 4.5 on a full dose and I haven't noticed any real change to my mental state, well I am more emotional and for a while my sex drive died (it got rezzed) but I still watch action shows, I still play first person shooters, I still roll my eyes at people who shy away from blood. so no I don't feel I have changed at all on the squeamish front, though in the month or so sense I started living as myself I have come to realize I am one of if not the most girly of the women I know and work with.
Serena
Definitely more squeamish now, I have to hide my eye's on many things now, seriously also I tear up so easily too!
So you can imagine on sad movies with some nasty bits in it... A Mess!
But I would rather that, than the indifferent male I was before who hid emotion!
Katy xx
I do feel that. I'm more empathetic on E, though I still have the male ability to compartmentalize when I need to.
I've always been pretty squeamish when it come to that stuff. I'm OK with scary movies but not violence or gore.
I definitely became more squeamish on HRT. The strangest part is the empathy overdrive. If I see someone get hurt on TV, I gasp and cry out, reacting as if it happened for real!
Back when I was still living on a rural off-shore island I used to go hunting most days to feed the family because our finances were pretty darn slender. I was a very good shot too and thought nothing of skinning and gutting whatever I'd managed to kill and bring home that day. Then the day came when I looked in the mirror and clearly understood that I wasn't male and never had been. It was like a switch had been turned off. I sold off my guns and handed in my firearms licence because I simply couldn't do it anymore.