foster

i almost forgot - yesterday was 3 years since my first shot of T (which also happened to land on shot day). I remember keeping track of the days and months since starting T so vigilantly at the beginning, but it’s nice to reach a place where that is no longer at the forefront of my mind - I don’t feel “in transition” anymore, instead just living. Very grateful that HRT has been accessible to me & that I’ve been lucky enough to have (extremely) supportive friends & family. I used to feel that I needed to hide my trans/nb identity with new people in order to have my gender taken seriously (and that is still sometimes the case), but now i often prefer people know - on my terms - because it helps others to understand the context of my life and experiences (and it means i can cancel those ppl who have a problem with it, instead of wasting my energy). I’m glad the past 3 years have brought me to this place of peace and comfort with the fact that I am not cis, and that I’ve had the opportunity to unlearn a lot of my internalised transphobia. Anyway, here’s me today (3 yrs on T) >> 2 yrs on T >> 1 yr >> 6 months >> 1 day >> pre T >> and babby fos.

Bonus comparison of my T related acne (today vs. 1 yr on T) bc getting acne was one of my biggest fears before starting T, so naturally I had to get a pretty bad case of it. I used to hide that side of my face in photos because I was so ashamed of it - but I think the experience helped me learn a lot about myself and my ideas of beauty. If you’re struggling with this sort of thing too, I’m here 💓

Thank u for listening!!

just a boy and his pup

trying to put some time aside to look after this ol flesh sac, watch me forget abt it again in 3 days