I'm sure I'm not the only one, but now that I'm out to most people in my life, and wearing women's clothing, I am finding that I am more dysphoric about my manly bits. Finding them getting in the way of sitting how I want to sit.
This is only very mildly distressing, but I'm finding that it's pushing me to contemplate srs more, which I used to find out of the question, even though it's a long way off.
On a side note, WHY DON'T I HAVE GOOD POCKETS!? I hope to get a purse tomorrow, after two weeks of managing without. My jeans and cardigans are my saviours.