January: Depression, since my whole process had been put on hold for indeterminate length and going on hormones seemed like a distant thing. Still, started exercising and eating healthier to get my weight down.
February: Same thing. Continued being better to my body.
March: Got diagnosed out of the blue and was given thumbs up for a legal name change and start hrt. Pretty blown away.
April: New name early in April, HRT begins on the 24th. Pretty euphoric feeling, even though I was ill from a cold on the day I started. Started to get mood swings pretty early on.
May: Dosage upped to full blast. Starting to feel breast tissue forming even though nothing obviously showing yet.
June: Much to my annoyance, suddenly developed a sexuality, romantic attraction. Meanwhile mood swings are getting to pretty epic stages.
July: Breasts starting to show, people giving me a lot of strange looks on the street. Was topless in public for the first time just because I could. Everybody notices my face changing. Lots of identity searching and general teenage angst, which continues to this day.
August: Can't use my prosthetic breasts anymore, too much actual boob. They're getting painful and bouncy. Started voice training.
September: Gave up, started wearing sports bras. Chucked my male shirts since they felt annoyingly baggy. Starting to think that maybe I am a woman after all instead of the transfeminine gender explosion I had thought I was before. Got a job! Randomly passed a couple of times. Much to my surprise, my voice starts to change rapidly after just a couple voice training sessions.
October: Liking the job, but a bit annoyed that everybody keeps seeing me simply as male even though I've reached a B cup, which is pretty insane. I gently troll them about it when appropriate.
November: Finally started to accept that I really am a woman and it also makes it easier for me to accept my developing sexuality. Although still having a lot of existential crises about both. The visible changes start to slow down.
December: Something has happened with my overall appearance, because people suddenly start to treat me socially differently pretty consistently. Male-failing becomes more common, sometimes even randomly passing. People start to seem pretty freaked when they come across me. Boobs starting to shape more and more.
Overall, pretty insane year. But personally mostly in the best possible way. Here's hoping that 2015 will keep this going.
