I had a great day and a terrible day. Great day was going out to queer campy cabaret, in girl mode in public for the first time ever, and I had an absolute blast. I got heartfelt compliments from total strangers, met new friends. All in all a great first time out.
The next day, hungover, no makeup, no wig, felt like I was stuffing "her" back into a box. Miserable. Today feeling drained and flat, full of fear, impatiently waiting to start hormones.
My biggest fear is that for some reason my body will reject the hormones and I'll be stuck in it because I'm just not trans enough or some shit. I think that probably doesn't make much sense but it was all I could think about today.
Had a big cry. Talked to my wonderful friend @jamie_veal@feddit.org about it. Feel a bit more level again now.
Thank you Grail. I know it wasn't really a rational fear.