Kinda hasn’t been going. There’s not really much I can do given my current situation, so I’m mostly just waiting for college (which is in 2 years).
There is some stuff that I “can” be doing, like voice training, but I just don’t have the energy or willpower to do so. I’m trying my best, and recently my best has just been getting out of bed in the morning.
Overall, has been going pretty terribly. But I have hope that it’ll get better in the future when my situation isn’t so sucky.
Edit: Oh yeah I did get a therapist. They are basically everything I could ever ask for. Trans (nonbinary), ADHD, Autism (SELF DIAGNOSED which is huge), and just in general I really click with them. I don’t think I could’ve gotten any better.
I just want healthcare not to be a circus animal jumping through hoops
Still haven’t gotten total body fat redistribution. Impatient for it to finish already. All of my pants are getting too big for me, so good sign I guess.
My transition’s been going decently well. I’m only about a year into HRT, so I have some physical changes yet to go, and possible surgery on the horizon, but socially things have been going really good! I am out at work, at home, and with all my friends, and it’s been nice to be called Astrid by qll the people in my life.
More often than not, I look in the mirror and like the person I see. Sometimes I worry that I am still visually exactly the same when other people look at me, but what can ya do 🤷♀️
I’m pretty happy, aside from my voice. I’m three years in at this point and the HRT has done it’s magic. I can tell I at least sometimes can pass visually because men online have started condescending to me and being kinda creepy sometimes. I wanna lose more weight so I can fit into more clothes etc, but am otherwise pretty happy with my appearance (at least on a good day, I still get intense dysphoria sometimes).
My voice sucks. I’m not exactly outgoing and talkative, so getting the practice in to improve my voice has been hard. I’m pretty sick of the weird looks I get when I give my name in my still-masculine voice. Ditto to the staring oldies and the eshays intentionally “sir”-ing me. On the upside my social transition has gone well, my family and friends are pretty accepting, something I’m certainly not taking for granted!