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I lay there thinking, “They better put me out good!” I was convinced that I was so excited about the coming reality of waking up to a brighter future that the anesthesia wouldn’t work.Also, shaming trans-attracted men would be internalized transphobia.However, it’s hard when you’re a person who goes through dysphoria only to find out a guy is only attracted to you and your friends primarily for the one thing you hate most about yourself. and fun to have things inside but without attention, it can close up!No, I don’t work toward vacations, or to go to the movies on a Friday night with my nonexistent boyfriend.I work towards saving money for my surgeries, for my electrolysis, for my therapy sessions, or for my future surrogacy/adoption fund.That includes my arms, my cute butt, my knuckles, the back of my neck, etc. ) Then, if it’s due, I Inject myself with estrogen, which is something I will do for the rest of my life and has cost me thousands of dollars just in the last four years.Then, after putting on makeup to conceal any little detail that hints “man,” I head to work.
Why do they feel so good, and why do they remind us that we’re alive? First of all, let me assure you that we trans women are not transitioning for anyone but ourselves.A what-used-to-be-a-penis and was constructed into a vagina.Okay, I get it, if you’re a natal cis-gendered dude, you’re probably so confused as to why anyone in their right mind would want to get rid of God’s trophy that He bestowed on you but, for me, that Twelve months have passed now and every day is a new, exciting experience for me, although nothing compares to those first few minutes.Prior to my surgery, if I’d had a choice to design my kitten, I would’ve asked for very-little-to-no definition of my labia. My left labia is puffier than my right and my right labia is a bit darker in my peachy salmon shade. I was one day short of eight weeks post-op when I thought I would give things a go, completely clueless as to how I even operate, now. It takes trial and error and really, ultimately, it’s mind over matter. Thank you, Mother Nature for stopping by and saying “Hey girl!!I wouldn’t want any suspicion in a swimsuit that my vagina may be a penis. Forget about what new modern gadget you’re convinced will send you over the moon if you aren’t into it, or you’re too focused on getting that finale: you’re just going to find yourself frustrated. It feels THAT sensational, and not even just physically. ”I feel like my eyes almost get stuck in the back of my head every time I read a comment online implying that men just get to throw on makeup and hair and be accepted as women in society.