OFFICIAL LACK OF HORMONE-REPLACEMENT LOG, DAY FOUR: (Day twenty-five since I first started.)
Well, if it isn't obvious from the title, still no shipment, and as such I'm still just making it by without any estrogen at all and with only a half-dose of androcur. It's been 4 days since my last estrogen patch expired now, and by my calculations on the half-life of estrogen, my E levels are now down under 3% of where they have been for the last 2 weeks. I'm really getting worried about this shipment. Every source that I've ever heard has said that Inhouse deliveries NEVER take more than 2 weeks. Well, now it's been a whopping 19 days. SOMETHING is wrong. I don't know what, but I'm starting to doubt that I'm going to be getting this shipment any time soon. And unfortunately, I didn't order the backups until last Monday, so the earliest the backup order could possibly arrive is three days from now, with next Thursday or Friday seeming more likely given past delivery times. So in all likelihood, I'm going to be stuck without estrogen or a full dose of androcur for a LONG time. I might even run out of androcur before it makes it, because as of tonight I only have 5 pills remaining. I'm still pretty pissed about this, but I've complained enough about it already, so let's just move on.
On a good note, I felt much happier today. (Probably because I didn't have work, and as such I was able to chill, and just spend the whole day taking it easy instead of freaking out and feeling trapped within my work environment like yesterday. Plus I had a REALLY nice talk with Jenny last night, where she actually complimented me and said that I already look better than one of the transgender girls who's reffing at roller derby bouts, so that added to it also. She's being REALLY supportive! Yay!) Anyway, thanks to having the day off, the biggest goal that I had for the entire day today was to go shopping and find a bra that actually fits me.
You know, there was something about my mindset today that I find really hilariously ironic. The feminine feelings in my head are definitely fading. I don't have that sense of girly happiness, that same sense of alertness and spontaneity, or that same sense of feeling motivated to do things that are feminine. And yet, at the same time as my mind has been slipping back into "dull grey drear" mode where I just don't care about anything, my self-identity has never been more feminine. There were just some REALLY weird things that happened in my mind today, where I had to actually remind myself "woah, slow down there, girl, don't forget that you still have the body of a male." Like when I was imagining bra shopping at Macy's, suddenly I noticed that it didn't seem weird to me at all, it just seemed like something that I, being a girl, naturally did. It took a moment before it occurred to me "oh, wait, I'm still a guy. I'll be a guy in the women's bra section. That should be awkward or weird." But it wasn't. I don't think I've EVER felt so confident about my femininity. When I got to Macy's, I didn't hide, I didn't pussyfoot around, I just went right there, even asked the clerk for help when I couldn't find what I was after, I didn't make a single excuse, and I didn't feel the least bit shy about it. (And no, I wasn't wearing the wig, so it's not because I was in "girl mode." I wasn't.) And when I was calling a local hair-removal clinic to ask about how much a full-face treatment would cost, for the first time to ANYONE I was just able to come out and say "I'm transgender, so that's why I'm looking for this," and she actually kind of chuckled and said "Ah, okay. One of my ex-boyfriends was transgender, so I know what you're talking about." And she even got to explain to me that the hormones might lead to some complications with the laser. I'm really proud of myself in this regard. It's like I've finally accepted who I am on the inside, and I'm not ashamed of it anymore.
I spent most of the day at home in "girl mode" with the wig on once again. And I still just can't get over how that wig actually makes me read my own face as being female. I must have been looking in the mirror like every five minutes today, smiling each and every time I saw myself. And this mental image is still just staying with me at every moment, and it's now how I see the true me. I SERIOUSLY thought about going outside in "girl mode" today. That's how confident I'm feeling all of a sudden. If it weren't for my lack of a female voice, I might have. Hell, I might even just go ahead and officially transition once I have the voice down. I never realized how happy being a girl would make me. And I actually feel kind of stupid about this. Maybe one of the reasons that I waited so long to do this, and never pursued it more actively in high school, is because I never had a "girl mode" before. I never had the clothes, I never had the time or money to experiment with wigs and female clothes and the like. So although I spent all of high school knowing that I felt more like a girl, and wished that I could be one, I had no concrete evidence to back it up, just hunches. But now, actually having a "girl mode," I am just completely blown away by how much more I like myself, how much more this "girl mode" makes me feel like I'm seeing my true self for the first time, and how much I like this true self. I seriously suspect that if I'd had access to a "girl mode" in high school, I would have transitioned YEARS ago. Looking like a girl really is like a complete revelation, one that completely shattered everything that I thought I knew about my self-image and catapulted it into a new state of existence. I am ready to transition. Seriously. I had originally thought that maybe it was still at least a year or so in the future, but now I'm thinking more and more that it may be mere weeks away. And as far as I'm concerned, the sooner the better. I truly have found myself, for the first time in my entire adult life.
In regards to how the bra shopping went, it was a complete 100% success. After Jenny kindly loaned me a couple of her old Bali bras to try out, and I liked them much better than the cheap Fruit of the Loom bra that I bought at Wal-Mart a while back, I decided that it would be great if I could find it in a 42 instead of a 40. And I did. And they're amazing! Anyone else who is bra-shopping, I highly recommend the Bali Comfort Revolution line. These things are SO soft and stretchy, they actually feel really good around your chest. I bought both a generic XL one, which is designed to fit sizes 40DD, 40D, 42C, and 42B, and I LOVE it! I'm wearing it right now. I also bought a padded bra in a 42B as well, which really helps make my bust size look more feminine while I'm in "girl mode," and two of those as-seen-on-TV "Genie Bras," which again are designed for a variety of sizes, to go with it. (Those admittedly aren't as comfortable as the Bali bras, but they are a heck of a lot cheaper, at $10 each instead of $35 each.) So as of tonight, I officially have a set of bras that actually fit, and are actually really comfortable, for the first time ever. I plan to start wearing them every single day. (After all, I'm going to have real boobs soon, so I might as well get used to it.) And they REALLY make me feel more feminine. It's fun to have that little extra intimate pair of underwear down there, something else private and just for you.
And as one final note, I do have a physical update to report. After a week and a half of pretty much feeling completely uninterested in anything sexual, I finally did climax again this morning. And honestly, I really don't feel like ANYTHING has changed down there. I still got an erection just fine when I wanted to, it was just as hard as normal, it was just as easy to reach orgasm as normal, and if anything, it felt better than normal. (This was a really good one.) And yet there is definitely something that is different. The liquid that finally did come out when I reached orgasm barely even looked like sperm anymore. It was yellowish, and almost completely liquid, and barely even translucent. So it's clear that the androcur is indeed still keeping my T levels down low, even at half-doses. And my sexual-response cycle feels COMPLETELY different than before the trial. Today right before I got into it, there was NO tension whatsoever. Almost none of that "have to release" feeling. And once I was done, there was almost none of that normal "refractory" feeling. I almost felt like I could have just done it again right there if I wanted to. (I didn't try, because I felt plenty satisfied with just one, but that's what I felt like anyway.)
Man, this entry was just all over the place today. (And honestly, it feels REALLY weird to talk about having guy parts now. Because my new identity is definitely a girl, and as such I've REALLY felt like those things are out of place over the last few days. It was FREAKY when I was playing with them this morning, like there was just this disconnect where they felt like they were someone else's. And when I looked in the mirror, still having the wig on, they just looked completely out of place.) But anyway, it was a day with many small things to talk about, and no real overarching feelings to tie them all together. It was a confusing day, and a lot of stuff happened, but emotionally I'm pretty much back to being in "meh" mode, so it feels more like a list of things that I did rather than some greater experience that taught me a big lesson about myself.
Anyway, till tomorrow.
-Carrie
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EDIT: Oh, man, I don't know what just happened, but all of a sudden about an hour after originally making this post, I just hit a total brick wall of depression. Suddenly my "anger" response came back out of nowhere, and I broke out into a fit of yelling at my PS2 for no adequately-explained reason. I can't drum up any enthusiasm to do anything fun, and I'm just right back into "dull gray drear" mode where every little thing annoys me, and I just can't seem to drum up any significant happiness. NO!!!!!! DAMN IT!!!!!! I thought I was past this! I NEVER wanted to experience this AGAIN!!! WHY, GOD, WHY????? Why do you torment me so? I swear it, once this stupid shipment finally does arrive, I am NEVER going back to these stupid male hormones that are now taking back over EVER AGAIN!!!!!!! Why the hell are you putting me through this? I know who I am. I finally knew for
And now you've taken it back away from me and thrown me right back into "dull gray drear mode." If this is a "test," like I thought it was, then I quit. Bring the real me back, damn it!!! This isn't funny!
(I'm going to crawl into bed and go cry now...)