Much of what we strive for when we start our transitions it's the hope for things unknown in so many ways.
Seeing real, tangible, amazing results is cause for celebration and reflection what's going to happen next and what has already happened even in a journey that is only a couple months old.
The last few weeks I have noticed substantial breast growth, no doubt the growth has been spurred by an increase in hormone levels as per my doctor. Since I'm not ready to transition in any way now, this has been cause of concern for me, for the time being I wear smaller undershirts to help even out the look.
These changes alone have caused others closest to me, in my case, to reject me. However, I am in it for the long haul, I am all in.
I will not reject me.
This morning I decided to look in the mirror and treat myself to shaving all the pesky male chest hair away, revealing small yet beautiful little breasts that are growing. I had the hugest smile on my face. Of all the crap I've been hearing lately, to see real tangible results, well, this is beautiful!!!
I couldn't help but admire them, and marvel how tough it has been to get to this milestone. To touch something so beautiful that is growing on my own body is reminder of how much more I hope they grow, and how much more my life grow is not just for my sake but for the sake of those around me, that I can touch their hearts and go deep with them.
This journey started three and a half months ago, but really it has only just begun.
As i walk in to the store to buy my first compression shirt now, I'm excited, not to shop in the men's section lol, but to know that my days of shopping in the men's section are very limited now.
For I am blessed to have these, I am totally blessed today.
For those of you starting this journey, do not give up hope, it indeed gets better.