Yeah, I'm a couple of days late with my update, but I did my injection on time, and that's what counts. Really, there's not much to report, everything's pretty much either the same, or more of the same. People keep commenting on my voice, but I'm pretty much used to it myself now. I mean, I hear it all the time, so it's not really new any more. It is a lot easier to buy clothes now, though. I can buy pants off the rack, and my Dad's old tweed jacket that was too big for me fits like a glove now, which is pretty awesome. When I checked in with the doctor, all my levels were right on target. Testosterone was right up, and no ill effects.
I suppose the biggest thing is my moods and attitudes now. It's like, I didn't really expect transitioning to solve all of my other issues like some miracle cure. That would be totally unrealistic. Still, starting T, making that final commitment to the transition, somehow it did make a lot of things better for me. At the very least, most things seemed easier to deal with. I've typically had a better time eating right, taking care of myself, even just keeping my bed made and not sleeping on a bare mattress like I used to. Then there's the new job. I hit the ground running, so to speak, impressing just about everyone including myself. Still... once again I must remember that working on one problem doesn't make all the old ones disappear. I pretty much burned myself out in the first week and spent most of this weekend sleeping. It's something of a repeat of old behaviours, where no matter how well I do initially, sometimes my self-doubt gets the better of me and I feel like I just can't do it any more. Still, there's only so long I can keep moping, and I have a team meeting in the morning. Before I go, this week's mug shot:
