Sleep, dresses, lasers and pills
7:30 in the morning. Saturday. What am I doing up so early? I should be sleeping in!
Well yesterday after I got home from work all I felt like doing was sleeping. And I slept for a couple hours, woke up, still felt like sleeping, went back to sleep. One hour later, around 7, my roommate got home from work, I said hi from the bed... went back to sleep.
Then later she left for a dance club and I could barely keep my eyes open. I said bye, went back to sleep. Hours later I woke up when she came back with the air of the outside world about her. I said hi, went potty, got my Spiro and my Estrofem and back to bed. Only this time sleep wouldn't come, apparently I'd slept enough. So I lay there thinking about stuff and drifted in and out once or twice before going deep again and waking up at 7:20. To tell you the truth, I could sleep again if I
I had some long-long dream which had me "as me" (funny how now I either dream of myself in the androgynous me that I dreamt all my life or me as a girl) but I don't remember how it went.
Am I sleeping too much? I had a time back when I was going to college when I slept for like 2 days. I couldn't stay up. Weird.
In other news, I'm going shopping for a New Year's dress today. I don't know what I'm going to get but I'm shooting for an LBD or cocktail dress. I love those! They are so classy and cool at the same time.
I own an LBD and it's the most versatile thing there is. Put a cute denim jacket on and it's cool casual, take it off and you can step into a dress party. Mine in particular: hang it from the shoulders (cute), hang it from the upper arms and top of the breasts (sexy).
And of course the accesorizing options are endless, they are such great backdrops for anything you might add to them.
Still, I know I'm going to have a hard time out shopping today.
I had my third laser session on tuesday (bless concentrated light) and the girl operating it told me I had had a great response. This however means that a lot of black charred heads are lurking just beneath my epidermis where no razor can get. Dissappointingly, no makeup can cover that either without making me look like an escapee from Madame Tussaud's so I've opted to go more androgynous.
(On a side note, my laser session went well. It seems like it hurts a bit more every time, but that's ok. She's been kicking up the power a bit more too every time and it's working. Often she will ask as the laser zaps and zaps on my face "Do you want to take a breather" and I just close my eyes, clench my hands to the chair and say no. The sooner it's done the better. The only part where I have to stop between shots is my upper lip... that hurts SO much.)
Androgynous and no makeup is my choice lately for presentation. Back a couple of months ago I was having some passing issues and decided in the end to expect little to no passing. I'm not FT yet so I have that "luxury".
I was surprised however how *girl* I look in any outfit, most of all my old guy's stuff, I definitely don't belong in there anymore. This was nice to see and reminded me how with transition one looks different every single day and how the changes the hormones bring are like a stalactite's growth: slowly but surely.
Ok, enough for now... Cya! :)
HRT (hormones) count: 8 months, 20 days
Well yesterday after I got home from work all I felt like doing was sleeping. And I slept for a couple hours, woke up, still felt like sleeping, went back to sleep. One hour later, around 7, my roommate got home from work, I said hi from the bed... went back to sleep.
Then later she left for a dance club and I could barely keep my eyes open. I said bye, went back to sleep. Hours later I woke up when she came back with the air of the outside world about her. I said hi, went potty, got my Spiro and my Estrofem and back to bed. Only this time sleep wouldn't come, apparently I'd slept enough. So I lay there thinking about stuff and drifted in and out once or twice before going deep again and waking up at 7:20. To tell you the truth, I could sleep again if I
I had some long-long dream which had me "as me" (funny how now I either dream of myself in the androgynous me that I dreamt all my life or me as a girl) but I don't remember how it went.
Am I sleeping too much? I had a time back when I was going to college when I slept for like 2 days. I couldn't stay up. Weird.
In other news, I'm going shopping for a New Year's dress today. I don't know what I'm going to get but I'm shooting for an LBD or cocktail dress. I love those! They are so classy and cool at the same time.
I own an LBD and it's the most versatile thing there is. Put a cute denim jacket on and it's cool casual, take it off and you can step into a dress party. Mine in particular: hang it from the shoulders (cute), hang it from the upper arms and top of the breasts (sexy).
And of course the accesorizing options are endless, they are such great backdrops for anything you might add to them.
Still, I know I'm going to have a hard time out shopping today.
I had my third laser session on tuesday (bless concentrated light) and the girl operating it told me I had had a great response. This however means that a lot of black charred heads are lurking just beneath my epidermis where no razor can get. Dissappointingly, no makeup can cover that either without making me look like an escapee from Madame Tussaud's so I've opted to go more androgynous.
(On a side note, my laser session went well. It seems like it hurts a bit more every time, but that's ok. She's been kicking up the power a bit more too every time and it's working. Often she will ask as the laser zaps and zaps on my face "Do you want to take a breather" and I just close my eyes, clench my hands to the chair and say no. The sooner it's done the better. The only part where I have to stop between shots is my upper lip... that hurts SO much.)
Androgynous and no makeup is my choice lately for presentation. Back a couple of months ago I was having some passing issues and decided in the end to expect little to no passing. I'm not FT yet so I have that "luxury".
I was surprised however how *girl* I look in any outfit, most of all my old guy's stuff, I definitely don't belong in there anymore. This was nice to see and reminded me how with transition one looks different every single day and how the changes the hormones bring are like a stalactite's growth: slowly but surely.
Ok, enough for now... Cya! :)
HRT (hormones) count: 8 months, 20 days
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