I saw my doctor in the morning. I haven't seen her in a few months. She didn't recognize me. We upped my estrogen injections because I've been getting severely depressed about 10 days in. Then they sucked out all my blood for tests.
At work, I have to do about 15 interviews next week. It will be the first time interacting with so many people I don't really know. I'm a little nervous about it.

I was meeting with organizer for one of the groups of interviews and just before he leaves he mentions that we have to take notes for the each interview. I start thinking, "wait a minute. He's not going to expect me to take the notes because I'm the only women on the panel now, is he?"  No, he wasn't. We all take turns.

Later, I got mansplained for the first time. My id card wasn't working to get me into the building. The guard was like, "you're doing it wrong." I'm like "i've been coming into this building for like 10 years. I know how to do it." The guard comes over to show me how to do it "right" and it doesn't work for him either. He tried it at another location and it worked fine. "See, it wasn't me! It was the turnstile." I've known the guard for a long time. He's known me from before.

Which brings up another thing. It's been about seven months since I transitioned and it seems like the guys who have known me as a male from before are all starting to really treat me as female now. It feels weird, but good.

The day before, I was chatting with a girl friend and one of her guy friends came over and gave her a kiss hello. He was like, oh I should give you one too. I'm like "aaaaaahhhhhh."  So that would be my first kiss as a women from a guy.

I've noticed that people have less problems with touching me, not sexually, just bodies touching because we are too close.  I take the train to work everyday. As a guy you tried to avoid touching other guys and women would try to avoid skin to skin contact. But not anymore.
I'm not small, but the guy who sat next to me yesterday was even bigger. He kept moving his arms in such a way as to start crushing me. I'm like, Really! WTH Man!

And to round it out...
Some things I am no longer self conscience about: eating bananas in public and women who are taller than me.


How was your day?

Quote from: KarynMcD on July 15, 2017, 09:43:48 AMWhich brings up another thing. It's been about seven months since I transitioned and it seems like the guys who have known me as a male from before are all starting to really treat me as female now. It feels weird, but good.

Wow! That is so great! Really happy for you and looking very much forward to go through the same... You're account is inspiring! [emoji4]

Quote from: KarynMcD on July 15, 2017, 09:43:48 AMThe day before, I was chatting with a girl friend and one of her guy friends came over and gave her a kiss hello. He was like, oh I should give you one too. I'm like "aaaaaahhhhhh."  So that would be my first kiss as a women from a guy.

Omg... Never thought about that eventuality... It's gonna feel so weird! 😂

Congrats on what you've achieved!

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I had to chuckle about the change in treatment as a female.

Being male-minded, despite my female shape, I've been the one guilty all my life of interrupting, mansplaining, ignoring the opinions of others, and becoming aggressive if pushed in a crowd. But since I've been taking a local Thai herb, derris scandens, my male tendencies have blended with my female side, thus toning down my male aggressive side somewhat.

But not totally.
In a crowded songtheaw (a converted pickup truck for public transportation) here in Thailand, Thai men often do manspreading, but I sometimes react by shoving their legs off me while making an impatient Thai clicking sound and glaring at them. One man actually slapped my thigh when I did this, so I slapped him back, while giving him a scowl. But since I look female, he just laughed.
In retrospect, he probably enjoyed it and thought I was flirting, although I pointed moved to another seat afterward.

Quote from: KarynMcD on July 15, 2017, 09:43:48 AM
At work, I have to do about 15 interviews next week. It will be the first time interacting with so many people I don't really know. I'm a little nervous about it.

The first seven interviews have gone down smoothly.
I'm not nervous about the rest anymore.

Great to hear. Glad someone is having a good day.

Haven't had the kiss yet but the other day I got a big hug which felt great but the scruffy beard scratching on my cheek just felt strange.

Though I transitioned back in December, I haven't needed to use a public ladies bathroom until a few days ago.
And here in my office, in addition to the two main bathrooms, we have one "family/handicap" room that is separate. I've felt awkward about using the ladies room so I've just been using the separate one.
Well, until today, that is. Somebody had an accident and left the mess in the middle of the floor in there.
"I really need to pee. Welp, today's the day I go in the ladies room."
I didn't need to be, but I was still nervous about it.
Of course it was uneventful.
One more milestone down.

Karen, I liked your original post. Congratulations that everything is going well for you. You're going to find that most guys can't help themselves when it comes to mansplaning. I get it a lot. A lot of it comes from my brother.  He actually tried to mansplain to me once how to clean and oil hair clippers.  Really? I cut hair and I use clippers every day but I'm too dumb to know how to oil them. One thing that helps when some guy is mansplaning something to you is to picture smacking him in the face with a pie. Lol.  And you will find that guys like to take up space. They seem to have the attitude that it's ok to spread themselves out. Many times I've been sitting on the couch and my dad or brother is sitting next to me. They end up all spread out and comfortable while I end up squished against the end.

You shouldn't be nervous in the ladies room. You have as much right to use it as any other woman. I'm glad things are going well for you and I hope it continues.
Julia