I dunno if this is the right place for this, but I was curious. I joined Beehaw during the Great Reddit API migration, a few years ago at this point. I couldn’t put a finger on why but I wanted to join a queer-friendly space. It just seemed like a good place to be, somewhere that seemed to have goals of inclusivity and being kind to one another that I thought sounded good. I wanted to belong somewhere like this place seems to want to be.
Then, years later, in Nov of 2024 my egg absolutely shattered and I came out to myself as trans. Then I just realized this morning that the timeline is kinda funny to me. Thought I’d ask and see how common that pattern was.
I had a similar timeline. Joined Beehaw during the API migration, egg cracked September 2024. HRT November 2024.
For me it was Nov egg crack, Feb HRT. Always fun to hear how far along others have come, especially so close together in date! How is it treating you? 'Cus it’s been a real joy to me, for the first time ever lol.
Transition is wild! I already had what I felt was a happy and fulfilling life, and transition just brings it all to a new level. I went full time just a couple weeks into HRT, and changed my online socials 4 months into HRT.
I finished legal transition around that time, too.
I started to be cis-passing around 6-7 months? Which is way earlier than I anticipated. I’m still getting used to that, but yes, it’s just been 100% positive.
I’m also super lucky that my partner is bi (but more physically attracted to women; I am a trans woman). She was actually pretty excited about my transition from the beginning. She’s been suuuper supportive and very into the changes that have occured. I wish everyone could have a partner like her during their transition, she lifts me up when dysphoria drags me down.
I’m curious what made your egg crack, and how it’s all going with HRT?
That’s all so fun to hear! My spouse of 11 years (together for 15 now, crazy) is very femme nonbinary and demi, so I also have had one of the most supportive and successful experiences of transition that I can imagine someone having when it comes to personal life. They have been so glad to see me being joyous and happy, embracing the sapphic nature of it lol.
I’m just shy of 6 months sublingual monotherapy but I’m not passing afaict, though having lost some 45 pounds and taking better care of myself I’ve at least had some moments where makeup and my newfound confidence seem to carry me a long way. I’ve gotten a couple of judgy stares in public but so far I’ve been told I look great by folks I saw regularly pre-transition.
I also had a pretty fulfilling life up to this point, and spent two eggy years being excited about being “gender non-conforming” by wearing skirts and pretty hair clips and long socks (after a friend gifted me some “programmer socks” as a joke and I loved them lmao.
What ultimately made my egg shatter was reading https://genderdysphoria.fyi/ and realizing I had a combination of chemical and social dysphoria. I wasn’t happy at all, just endlessly avoiding sliding into despair. I was heavily experiencing derealization and depersonalization. Also spent a couple months trying to work out the difference between gender envy and attraction. I’m also apparently very stereotypical transfem, enjoying girls shows as a kid and playing girl characters in games… There came a point where it was undeniable.
I’m still not out to everyone in my life yet but I’m working on it. Planning to tell my parents this weekend, and taking it much slower with anything public because I know a lot of my extended family will be harder to deal with. I also work for a small company that I know is likely to let me go as soon as I’m out to them. I could be wrong about that but I’m not taking the chance, will fly under the radar as long as I can there.
HRT itself has been crazy good to my brain though. I no longer suffer from a looming sense of despair, my self worth has skyrocketed, and I am no longer afraid to take up space. Drowning in self-contempt is no longer my reality and I refuse to let myself go back to the feeling that every day is exactly the same. It’s like the world was tilted and I was constantly sliding downhill in the direction of nihilistic doom and gloom, and HRT fixed gravity so I can actually move in the direction of happy now. My worst days now are better than my best days were before. Crazy how medical treatment does that lol.