30-06-2010, 12:10 AM
Perhaps I have been a little harsh. As a person who was, all too aware of being transsexual, like many, I developed stratergies to try and cope, with being in a state of denial; largely because I was tostesterone driven. Not that I wanted it; it was just a fact of life, at varience with my inner perception of who I was. One part of this was to try and resist any crossdressing etc. For a whole raft of reasons, culminating in the death of my wife, all the coping stratergies, that I had evolved, were cut from under me, over the last few years.
This history has, perhaps, made me look at things a little harshly. However, I do remain concerned that, some people, do seem to take the idea of growing breasts a little too lightly. Once grown, they will not go away, without drastic surgery. For a person, who is not overweight, a pair of large A's/ small B's are very noticeable and their' presence will dominate how many perceive you and how you perceive yourself. Are you ready for that? My boobs, a small 38 B cannot be disguised or hidden, unless I were to bind them. As a transsexual, in the early stages of transition, I do not find it particularily easy, despite my closest friends knowing, what is going on; if my motive was to be a man, with boobs, I think the reality could be extraordinarily difficult, carrying a real risk of isolation and severe depression, if it goes wrong. This is the source of my depest concernes.
I have no regrets, whatsoever; I just see what should always have been there, but I speak as a transsexual
This history has, perhaps, made me look at things a little harshly. However, I do remain concerned that, some people, do seem to take the idea of growing breasts a little too lightly. Once grown, they will not go away, without drastic surgery. For a person, who is not overweight, a pair of large A's/ small B's are very noticeable and their' presence will dominate how many perceive you and how you perceive yourself. Are you ready for that? My boobs, a small 38 B cannot be disguised or hidden, unless I were to bind them. As a transsexual, in the early stages of transition, I do not find it particularily easy, despite my closest friends knowing, what is going on; if my motive was to be a man, with boobs, I think the reality could be extraordinarily difficult, carrying a real risk of isolation and severe depression, if it goes wrong. This is the source of my depest concernes.
I have no regrets, whatsoever; I just see what should always have been there, but I speak as a transsexual