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Cake day: May 30th, 2025

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  • I think the main reason I’m getting so much pain from it is because of the rate I’m losing muscle. I wasn’t ripped as a guy, but I lift appliances regularly at work, so my thighs and glutes were toned as hell if not bulky.

    Only reason I went with oral over injections is because I can’t get it local, so it would still be covered by public heathcare, but I’d have to pay shipping, and I don’t with pills. Always comes down to money with people doesn’t it 😠


  • I do oral E and the changes came on hard and fast for me. Libido tanked amost instantly, and when I finally experienced girl horny, it was so foreign, I didn’t eve realize I was horny 😆. I’m about 5 months in, and I’m starting to go out without my breast forms because my boobs are getting big enough to make my bras too tight with them. I’ve upped my dose twice from 2mg to 4 and then to 6 about a couple weeks ago and each increase has come with a massive emotional spike that lasted a few days. The only other change I’ve noticed that I’m definitley not imagining is muscle atrophy. Every week or two my thighs or shoulders will start screaming like I ran a 10k with no prep, but I’m just sitting around reading 😭



  • My experience with boobs is very similar to yours, and with the right bra, I look like I I’m an A or B cup at 4 months on HRT. I still think my chest looks like a slightly overweight guy, but my wife is insistent they look like boobs, which is unfortunate because I was around someone I haven’t come out to yesterday, and if she’s right it would have been pretty obvious 😅.

    When it comes to voice training, at least get on a waitlist asap. Where I live, it’s covered by public heathcare, but the only places you can use that coverage have a 3+ year waitlist


  • I read the numbers trilogy by rachel ward probably around 15 years ago and one character gives birth to a girl and names her Mia and I locked onto it for if I ever had a daughter. Eventually, my wife and I decided we didn’t want kids, so my hope to use the name disappeared. When I realized I was trans, I thought maybe I didn’t lock onto it for a daughter like I had thought, but for myself. First time my wife called me Mia, I turned into a goddamn puddle, so I knew it was my name. Ironically, now we want to have a baby, and Mia is suddenly off the table.



  • I agree with pooperbee that open communication is super important. I was under the impression my wife was bi when I told her I was considering transition, at which point she revealed she’d been identifying as straight for years because of her attraction to only me. We spent the next week in limbo, not sure if our marriage was about to end, but we worked through things together and we are now happier in our marriage by a fair margin. I do think it’s funny that for me, babies weren’t in the cards until I quite recently realized I wanted to be a mom, and now it’s all we are talking about lol


  • My best advice is to do what you think will make you happy. I’d questioned it for years, and while I never got caught, I’d been conditioned enough that trying on women’s clothing as a kid made me feel enough shame to never speak of it. When my egg finally cracked, it was like a switch had been flipped and I dove headfirst into girlhood. Beard gone, boy clothes in the garbage, new name, etc. I had the distinct advantage of a wife I love and who loves me, and she’s helped me through a lot, but I am overhelmingly happier, and have been able to understand myself without the prejudicial lenses of mysogyny and transphobia aimed at myself and only myself. It’s still taking time to unpack my way of thinking about certain things, but I’m working through them now instead of wallowing in them.





  • Immediately after starting HRT, I noticed my emotional range get significantly wider, but it came back down close to its usual range, or so I thought. Recent events, about the last week or so, have had me crying inconsolably, and getting caught up in a giggle fit that was a solid 10 minutes of me barely able to open my eyes and laying down was non optional 😆. It’s really nice to actually feel without the emotional equivalent of earplugs.







  • I can get my thoughts out better in text, so back in june, I wrote a fucking novel for my family and my mom and siblings were super supportive, but my dad responded to my message I had spent 2 evenings writing editing and rewriting, then several more days agonizing about hitting send with “someone get a hold of your phone?” He has yet you use the proper pronouns or say my chosen name in my presence, and the only reaction that wasn’t a nonreaction I have gotten from him when I correct him was a dissmisive grunt. I have distanced myself from him, and when he asked about christmas plans, I finally laid into him and now he’s complaining I never came to talk to him about it, like he’s the victim. Did the same thing when my (cis)sister went no contact to protect her kids because he’s a narcissist dickwad.


  • The surface area of engagement on robertson is one of, if not the highest. The bit will bind on the the tapered sides before it touches the bottom of the hole in the screw, so you always get full engagement and 0 rotational slop (provided your bit and screw are actually in line with each other.) Torx more often than not has some rotational slop between the two, and phillips almost always does. Another nice thing about robertson specifically for hand tools is the sizes have standardized colour coding, so you grab the green handled screwdriver for #1, red for #2 and black for #3. It’s only brands that care more about the looks of their products than usability that don’t have at least a coloured ring on the handle of their drivers. I’m pretty sure torx has colour coding, but it’s nowhere near as common, especially seeing as there are so many sizes.




  • Had to switch from spironolactone to cyproterone because there’s a spiro shortage making it impossible for me to get it reliably, but it had the bonus effect of dealing with my high blood pressure, and now the blood pressure med I’m on isn’t doing enough on its own, and it’s exhausting. I’m pretty sure my cyproterone dose is too low too, and it’s making me irritable as hell. I did get some women’s glasses frames and one pair is similarish to the ones I wore for years, but the others are quite a departure feom my normal style and make me look like bubbles lol