Posting from my hospital room this week. Hope everyone is doing well.
CW: Talking about bottom surgery and some other icky things
This week has been such a fantastic one for me. I got my bottom surgery done last Friday and I’m still in the hospital recovering from it. It has done an astronomical amount of good for me already and I still haven’t seen it. I am calmer. I feel as through the weight of the world has been lifted off my shoulders. I feel at peace for the first time in…ever I think. Like, I have been able to just sit here and pass out for no reason whatsoever. For most that sounds whatever, but I have never been able to do that. I’m smiling huge and wide and nothing can bring this girl down. I feel AMAZING!!!
That said, there have been things I wasn’t expecting. Like for one, it feels like my scrotum has been scrunched, stretched out, and lain over a canvas. My dickhead feels like it’s being crushed and in 3 different places. And at times, if eels like my entire old package was collapsed into a singularity. It’s so weird. I just need to remind myself that they don’t exist anymore. :)
Gods. What a fucking week.
