Hi folks. I'm sorry for disappearing off the map. The last year has been really hard on me, and I tend to turtle when I need the most help. I'll try to not let it happen again.
In January I came down with a severe pneumonia and chest infection. For the second time since 2009, I had to be trached and have a feeding tube installed in my stomach. I think I dealt with it better this time around, but it was still draining. The whole ordeal put my transition on hold, and cast doubt on whether I would even continue. I fell into a depression, not the deepest I've ever had, but still unpleasant.
Two months I finally decided that I can't accept a life of just waiting for death, and that the only way I can be happy is to push forward with my transition. I started coming out to my inner circle of friends, and every one has been super supportive. The only one still having problems is my Dad, and we've kind of settled into a "don't talk about it" mode.
I finally found a doctor to oversee my HRT. He has me tapering my Spiro up over the course of a month, and then he'll start me on E. Apparently my T levels are much higher than the average male, so he says I should notice a lot from the anti-androgen alone.
I took my first dose today! Tasted like peppermint, or victory! I'm sooo happy that the wheels are back on the bus. So, long story short, I'm sorry for bailing, but I just couldn't deal. And if you don't even remember me, that's okay.
