Money - and I've got a lot more to lose.
A few friends, but they were not close friends.
The ability to join friends for spontaneous outings in less than 2 hours of prep/powder/primp.
The freedom to jog shirtless.
My job, because of the lack of laws in the state I am now moving out of, and my previous employers inability to decide which restroom I can use. Not to mention the loss of safety while using the mens room.
The ability to carry anything more than my backpack and a beer up the flights of stairs to my apartment (yes, while sober).
I am unable to join company on the patio this winter without wearing my "party hats".
The relaxing joy of sleeping on my stomach... it's just not relaxing at this point.
The guiltless enjoyment of fried chicken, french fries and ice cream in order to fit into a size 8 (well, to be honest, I'm doing it for health too not just figure).
And of course, male privilege.
The desire to continue martial arts. Yoga seems to be taking over.
A medication free body.
The ability to resist sappy, romantic comedies.
The ability to cough deeply in publicly - I can sneeze and sound like a girl, but my coughs need a LOT of work.
The freedom to scratch in public at times, in trade for adjusting my bra.
The ease to intimidate - if I scowl or stare at someone now, they just say "Oh how cute... she's mad!"
I'll stop for now.