I’m currently recovering from gender affirming surgery and I can’t explain how much this means to me. Everything was worth it, losing my life’s savings to pay for it, the extraordinary pain I’m in currently, every single sacrifice, years of my life spent hating my body, every mundane annoyance involved getting it set up, EVERYTHING was worth it. I wish I could go back to each of the moments decades ago where I had such intensely dysphoric moments that it held me back from even trying to transition because I believed my body was utterly hopeless and could never be worth living in. I wish I could tell that person “Bodies will never be perfect, including yours. But those things that make you feel so sad and wretched and hopeless? You get to *fix* those. It’s gonna take ages but it’s gonna happen and you’ll be so fucking happy you just sit and cry and then you think fuck, maybe you’ll even post some nudes or something. That’s real, my guy. (Yes you’re a guy, you really do get to be one). Just hang in there buddy. There’s chances in this world even for you. Cliche alert but it actually does get better. Better than you can even imagine right now.”
And if you’re in the same boat I used to be in, I want to say all of that to you, too. Don’t ever give up. Your path might not be the same as mine, or the result you reach. But there is happiness out there for and it’s so worth fighting to reach it
#ftm #afab #GenderSurgery