Hey guys!!! I'll be 1 month on t on the 16th! Wahoo!

I hadn't feel much different except for my dick who has been screaming at me from my pants 24/7 like a dog wailing from a crate under its master's bed. It's fun ngl, i wish purchsasing sex toys from overseas wasnt illegal because MAN am i busy taking care of that. Lmao. lol even.

Anyways! today I woke up with a slight feeling that I had cotton in my troath and my voice felt like it was vibrating (if that makes sense). I wondered if I had catched something in college but no? I feel fine? Just hot like how that Jacob guy was feeling in New Moon (2009).

But my main issue (or only issue really) is that I went to take a nap and when I woke up I was FAMISHED for chicken. ABSOLUTELY RAVENOUS FOR A BIRD. Bro!!! I dont even rmemeber going to the chicken place; I just remembered opening the door, a flash forward to me in the chicken place and then BOOM: Me in my hammoc surrounded by chicken bones and empty honey packets (chicken with honey>>>).

(Nsfw) Also, at some point between the chicken juices dribbling down my chin and my face being stuffed with chicken breast bitten straight from the carcass I got smSO hard about it. And I don't even know if it was the way I was eating the chicken (tho i admit i was going ham on that thing), the fact that I was satisfying my chicken needs or because of the taste alone? I feel like a pervert in the best way but also in a slightly confused way, I've gotten turned on by innocuous shit in the past like someone showing me a new song but never slurping chicken????

Now I feel kinda bad by the way I judged teenage boys in my youth. Man, if I knew they were going feral over the smallest pleasures in life I would have given them more grace. I thought I knew sexual drive until I got on T and the satisfaction of cleaning my house got me railed up. My bad teenage boys, yall didn't make empathy easy but I should have persevered. (Nsfw)

Bacteria to the chicken.

Is this normal? This all consuming hunger? Is it because of the hormones??? I felt like I was a vampire in a frenzy but instead of sucking the life force off of a virgin I was sucking chicken bones it was WACK.

And if this animalistic chicken eating episodes are normal, when do they stop? Lord know I don't have chicken-once-a-week money so this better get under control FAST.

Also. The way people talk about hormone changes I thought it would be gradual, not a bunch of nothing followed by puberty hitting you like a brick to the dick, would have loved a heads up lmao.

EDIT: WHY THE FUCK WAS I FLASH-BANGED BY MY OWN POST ON TWITTER DOT COM

she was making a comment about periods and the usage of tampons and then she looks at me and goes “not that you would understand that”. i did a little double take and went “i mean i kinda do i used to have one” and she responds with “oh yeah i guess you did”. we sit quiet for a second and i look back at her and go “mom, did you forget i was trans for a second?” and she laughs a bit and goes “yeah i honestly did.” such an oddly validating moment tbh

By the third month, my mom had noticed my voice cracking over the phone. I had facial hair at 5 months. By the sixth month, she confronted me. Testosterone will change the way your face looks, even without facial hair. It won't happen all at once, but the most significant changes happen within the first year.

There's a post on here every day asking if it's a good idea to start T without telling them, or a post saying how they're now homeless and 17 because their parents found out. I hate to sound harsh, but when you decide to start T, be prepared to deal with how your social network will react.

(TL;DR at the end) I pass a solid 95% of the time, and this data is based on how patients at my work (doctor’s office) refer to me. They will usually say “sir” or instruct their kids to “follow him” when we are going to the exam room. I have a coworker who still calls me “she” and I will occasionally have a patient falter and use “they”. I have been OBSESSING over grooming my facial hair, lowering my voice, sitting differently, binding tightly, literally everything. I finally got up the courage to correct the coworker. I didn’t feel safe telling the truth about being trans, so I told her I am a man and I just have some “growth issues” explaining why I am small and babyfaced. She finally revealed what caused the confusion for herself and others who she talked about me with. Purple pants. I wear purple pants sometimes. Let this be a lesson: no matter how much you try to manage people’s impressions, there will be idiots confused by purple pants. It has nothing to do with you.

TL;DR it was purple fucking pants.

that’s it that’s the post. LEAVE HIM.

“but I’m in love with-“ LEAVE HIM.

“but we’ve been together for so long-“ LEAVE HIM.

“but he’s-“ LEAVE. HIM.

if he cannot see you for who you are and respect you as who you are and support you FULLY as who you are, LEAVE HIM.

edit: this applies to that cis woman too, LEAVE HER