I don't remember a time when I felt this emotional about it. Its getting the best of me.
6 months on T as of next week. Each day something reminds me that even though I look just like a normal young man, I am missing the essential part of being a man - a penis. Every single day I hear or see something that makes me think of it. Even songs. The most essential thing about being a man is having a penis, sperm, and being able to penetrate a girl. Now, I think T altered my thinking...I have been getting the phantom limb feeling for a month or two. I have never cared before if i have a penis or not. Now its an obsession. Suddenly, to me life feels as if it is all about genitals, when i know it is not. My fiancee, soon to be wife in 3 more months, keeps saying "You have me, why worry? It's not like anyone else will be seeing you naked besides me. And you have what i prefer". But now, is that true? I am thinking how in college, among other men, i will be the only one without proof of my male gender. You know what I mean?
You guys think im burdening myself with excessive unnecessary thoughts? I mean, there's more to life than what's in your pants, am I right? It feels like today's world is all about that, though, and i wont be able to lead a normal life if I'm different. I won't be able to party in college (or will I?), ill always bs paranoid about someone finding out I dont have one... Or is this all unnecessary?