Hello everyone~!
It's officially been 2 years of HRT since the 14th, and I'll say it's been a crazy experience. Lots of ups and downs. Lots of hard work. Lots of hiding everything from parents and family while I lived under there roof. But now I'm so happy~ I'm so much more me~ And wow is the difference I've made so noticeable to me in both face and body. Weight loss, hair regrowth, changes from estrogen. All very exciting stuff!
Laser has of course been very wonderful too if not super painful >.< But it's worth it. After this last session I did on the 13th, I assume I'll be a good way clear once I start shedding this round. I'd say I only have about 2 or so more sessions before I'm mostly if not completely clear of the darker hairs that laser can target, leaving only the lighter bits that are intermingled with the rest. So light they're hard to see if not impossible after a good shave. Am very giddy about seeing how I look once I no longer have any visible beard shadow ^_^
Other than that it's been wonderful living here with my roommates, especially even more after the person who inspired me to learn my female voice moved in. She isn't on HRT yet but she's just gotten a job and is well on her way~ I'll be giving her my leftover pills since I swapped to injection and monitoring from there. Here's hoping that she takes well to E as much as I have!
As of now I still only have my brother in my family who knows I'm trans and he's been amazing. I'm lucky to have him in my life. I hope for his sake he can also move out of our parents house as he still lives with them, but he needs to find a job first. It's really a stifling environment and I worry about him as it causes him depression and to sink into over use of certain medications hes has... I don't wanna find him dead or in the hospital one day due to overdose... And yet I know how hard it is to get strong enough to dig out of the hole our parents dug us into. Either way I've been ramping up measures against my parents should they choose the worst options of hating me enough to attempt to ruin my life. An unfortunate set of backup plans, but in this world, it's better safe than sorry.
Anyway, as a celebration timeline of sorts, I've included a few pictures. Couple of my earliest days on PM, and one from about a week ago. Let's see who all can believe that's even the same person in those old pictures anymore, hehe~ To me I've been able to disassociate myself from that old picture so much that it's basically not even me I see but someone I knew in the past. It truly is incredible how much different I feel I've become, enough to know who I am and know who I was pretending to be much to my mental and physical detriment.
It's officially been 2 years of HRT since the 14th, and I'll say it's been a crazy experience. Lots of ups and downs. Lots of hard work. Lots of hiding everything from parents and family while I lived under there roof. But now I'm so happy~ I'm so much more me~ And wow is the difference I've made so noticeable to me in both face and body. Weight loss, hair regrowth, changes from estrogen. All very exciting stuff!
Laser has of course been very wonderful too if not super painful >.< But it's worth it. After this last session I did on the 13th, I assume I'll be a good way clear once I start shedding this round. I'd say I only have about 2 or so more sessions before I'm mostly if not completely clear of the darker hairs that laser can target, leaving only the lighter bits that are intermingled with the rest. So light they're hard to see if not impossible after a good shave. Am very giddy about seeing how I look once I no longer have any visible beard shadow ^_^
Other than that it's been wonderful living here with my roommates, especially even more after the person who inspired me to learn my female voice moved in. She isn't on HRT yet but she's just gotten a job and is well on her way~ I'll be giving her my leftover pills since I swapped to injection and monitoring from there. Here's hoping that she takes well to E as much as I have!
As of now I still only have my brother in my family who knows I'm trans and he's been amazing. I'm lucky to have him in my life. I hope for his sake he can also move out of our parents house as he still lives with them, but he needs to find a job first. It's really a stifling environment and I worry about him as it causes him depression and to sink into over use of certain medications hes has... I don't wanna find him dead or in the hospital one day due to overdose... And yet I know how hard it is to get strong enough to dig out of the hole our parents dug us into. Either way I've been ramping up measures against my parents should they choose the worst options of hating me enough to attempt to ruin my life. An unfortunate set of backup plans, but in this world, it's better safe than sorry.
Anyway, as a celebration timeline of sorts, I've included a few pictures. Couple of my earliest days on PM, and one from about a week ago. Let's see who all can believe that's even the same person in those old pictures anymore, hehe~ To me I've been able to disassociate myself from that old picture so much that it's basically not even me I see but someone I knew in the past. It truly is incredible how much different I feel I've become, enough to know who I am and know who I was pretending to be much to my mental and physical detriment.