Also heat. I used to talk about how waking up in the morning was like falling off a ladder into a body I did not belong in. Now I can sweat like a pig, and I may not like that I smell like a pig but it doesn't make me uncomfortable.
I'm now covered in tattoos and piercings in ways I never thought I would do ever. Even applying myself like I do at work or in life, like learning a second language or hopping borders or doing all the paper work required- judges, lawyers, DOCTORS- to transition. IN TWO languages under two different bodies of government. Like the odd burst of extroversion and gregariousness that HRT gave me is like I am a different person and my old friends have told me as such. YMMV but like wtf is this stuff. It's life altering when you don't hte everything you are and how you feel and smell and even think every second of every day
The pictures are of me and my piercing and also me as a sweaty abomination from working in infrastructure not built for such ridiculous heat waves. MELTING and horror but still not dysphoric.
#hrtismagic #hrt #trans #dypshoria



