I think I have been unfairly exposing myself as a somewhat negative person, and…I can be. However, one thing that always works when I am getting down is to read something, anything. Reading immediately takes my mind off the bs and centers it again. In this case, I read about HRT and how different doc will use different ways to achieve feminization. And here I am getting ready to question one of the top endos in the USA, if not the world. Fucking hell, and pardon me, but I must have some big balls. Nah, I’m not stupid. Just want to see some changes soon. But I don’t need to do that. I am on the path. And I need to progress at a pace that is comfy for me.
One of the things I’m having a hard time with is putting together a wardrobe. All my stuff, at least what I can gather from my wife, is too dressy. I don’t want to be the girl who dresses to the nines ALL the time. But I guess this is how it begins. A kind of liberation, and the knowledge that I can where these clothes that I’ve liked after all these years. I don’t know if the feeling I’m trying to convey is coming across but I think I just need to chill. Everything happens in its own time. I will need to go for some of it. But everything in its own time.
For now, more makeup pics. I think I am getting better, but hell, wifey is not home to confirm or deny. So here they are. What do y’all think? The one of my neck is on the side where most of the electro has been done.