I’m a day late and a dollar short. My physical transition is at a very slow crawl. I have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow to discuss my lab results (which shows a testosterone level of 165–short of what’s normal in the average man). I hope that means we can increase the dose some. I’ve also gotten a bit fat between stress eating and celebratory eating. Fat feminizes my features and makes me paranoid that I’m producing more estrogen.
I am so lucky to be here at the Philly Trans Health Conference. I’m here to learn (and I’ve been learning a ton, so mission accomplished). I am in awe of how it feels to be in a trans/nonbinary majority space. To walk the halls with people of all combinations of gender identity and gender expressions. And to feel so normal and empowered by all of it. It’s also nice not to be the shortest guy in the room for once.
There are also so many heroes here. Legal and political advocates, policy makers, academics, activists, medical professionals, and so many others that help trans people achieve recognitions, acceptance, and access to basic services and accommodations. Thank you to everyone I’ve met–you’re my heroes.