This is the first day of my life
October 12, 2012
As of yesterday morning, I am officially in possession of a prescription for HRT.
I am psyched.
This puts me on a path that I’m just so very sure of. This puts me on a path towards being a person, and not just a shell of one. It’s hard to verbalize the feeling I’ve had so much of my life, but needless to say, it just wasn’t pleasant. I felt such a disconnect with myself, with my body, with how I’m perceived by society. At times, it was all I could focus on. Other times, this feeling – as would any chronic feeling – wasn’t noticeable anymore, and I felt I could continue to push forward as was. This didn’t mean those feelings went away (they didn’t), just that I was so conditioned to be, look, and act a certain way that I was on autopilot.
No one wants to live their life on autopilot. I want to live in the now. I want to feel. I want to do more than just survive.
I want to contribute to society. I want to share my love with the world around me.
In a lot of ways, this is the first day of my life.