I’ve literally only just realised I’ve been on T for over 2 years now. I’m hoping that this may be that milestone in my life that I needed to reach for everything to finally fall into place.
Things seem to be going well at the moment;
I’ve sorted out home life and I’m pretty chilled with my set up at the moment.
I’ve met a really amazing girl who I’m having a good time with. She doesn’t know for sure that I’m trans yet but I’ve beaten around the bush about it and I think I’ve made it kind of obvious but she doesn’t care and seems to be really accepting.
I’ve got an appointment at the GIC which I’m really hopeful will go well because I’ve been fucked about so much and tried so hard now that I think I’m deserving of a break and if not my GP is gonna come down on their arse.
My mood seems to have improved, I’m not sure if this is for real or just short term because of the above reasons but I’ll take it.
I’ve had some more work done on my sleeve and it looks fucking sick, I’ll get a photo or something at some point.
I really hope things keep going the way they are at the moment, I think the only realistic thing that could improve things would be for my bloody facial hair to push through faster, I will not give up hope that I will be able to grow a beard! Surgery would be the ultimate thing but it doesn’t matter how my life is going, my therapist will always be a cunt.