transgender

8 Months

Hi friends!

First up, cue up this song on Spotify. It’s appropriate for this post.

Have it up and playing? Good. Let’s begin.

It’s not quite 6AM on a Monday. I sit here huddled up on my couch with my laptop and a strong cup of coffee, reflecting on the 8 months on hormones that have gone by. It seems like I recall my 3 month HRT anniversary, then 5 months. The rest seem like a bit of a blur. As time goes by, the daily doses of testosterone blockers & the bi-weekly swapping of my estrogen patches become a routine part of my day, no more than my coffee in the morning or figuring out what’s for dinner.

The changes keep on coming, too, but they become “little victories” as opposed to these “it’s finally happening” sort of moments. The other day, I had noticed that my bottom lashes had finally grown out too, to a fairly significant length. My reaction? “Great. Now I won’t look like my eyes are half done every morning.” HA! I’ve noticed my figure begin to fill out a bit more now too, though, so my clothes are starting to fit a lot better.

That all said, it’s easy to take the road I’ve taken for granted with each passing day. I’m lucky to have the friends I do, to remind me that I should always be thankful and appreciative. My friends Jason & JD got me a little gift to ensure that never happens. As a gift to commemorate my legal transition, they went out and got me this piece of artwork. It’s fitting they used one of the first photos ever taken of me looking most like the woman I am now.

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Even more moving is the inscription on the back of the frame. It reads:

This is to remind you how truly beautiful a human being you are; inside, outside, all over. You inspire, you entertain, and you radiate happiness. Be you, always.

Those words are a loving reminder of who I’ve become, and the work it’s taken me to get here.

Every time I see this painting, I can’t help but ponder the road behind me, the people I’ve met, the people I’ve helped by sharing my experience, and the road that lies ahead. I suppose that’s what art is supposed to do: move you.

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I walk by it every day.

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