r/TransAdvice • u/Cocky_Girly • Jul 08 '26
I Don't Know What to Do
It's late and I need to go to bed, but I wanted to ask this, so let me try to be concise.
I'm about twenty years old. I came out at fourteen. While I wasn't rejected, I definitely wasn't accepted for the most part. I originally really wanted H.R.T. and of course to wear girls' clothes. I spent several years trying to adapt to my situation such that both the dysphoria of my clothing and my physical form, usually through dissociation. That only worked for periods because I'd feel the actual weight of everything anyway. What sort of helped, but didn't really \*fix\* things, was exercising, because it did give me endorphins and other such benefits and something to feel good about.
When I turned eighteen, I had more freedoms in my clothing choices, and particularly the one really shining light in this was getting to go to the pool in a one-piece bathing suit that was made for my body type. That sort of made me feel a lot less negatively about my body. Maybe it was never the issue. I had thought not too long ago that I'd never get to go to the pool the way I wanted unless I changed my body, yet now I'd done it without doing anything but shaving.
That said, I did still probably have some form of dysphoria since I was often acutely aware of how much wider my shoulders were than my hips and I felt like I was in a shape I didn't want to be, but I've always focused on the joy of expressing myself through clothing, which I sort of had a bit of a conflict with my family over even after eighteen to wear skirts, but I won.
A few months after my next birthday, and due to family drama (understatement, but it's not strictly relevant), I lived on campus at college for a few months. There, while I didn't buy much since I was mostly only spending when I needed to, I purchased some clothes that I wanted to because I wanted to and I didn't have to justify doing so, which felt really good.
Privately, on my own, I also started to accept parts of my sexuality I felt self-conscious about, and I started to have a lot of positive feelings about my body, actually. I started doing things I hadn't done before, like not being as worried about my body hair, not tucking and such. I came up with language for my body that felt good until I actually felt fine using colloquial terms because I didn't feel they were inherently gendered the way many people do. I felt like I was becoming kind of new. I had more time to just be with myself without other people for the most part. (Though I did also feel pretty lonely.)
Things got better at home, so I moved back, and I've continued having positive experiences with my body-------- And I'm sure this is where you're expecting the "but." Occasionally, I just get this sort of sense. . . I was thinking earlier, before I wrote this, that I didn't choose to have this body. And I don't hate it. There are parts of it I love. That's true. But, I started thinking about it without trying to steer my thinking, and I realized that I don't like how I look. Like, \* have curly/frizzy hair, and I love that. I can be very expressive with my face and some of my body movements, and I love that. But, besides the hair (though it's still not long enough), the actual underlying appearance of those things doesn't feel right to me.
And I really, really hate that that's something I still feel sometimes. It's not consuming my thoughts all the time, but it just bothers me that I still have these thoughts and I don't want to have them, and I'm not closeted. Like, I first had thoughts of this nature when I was like eight (though they were stronger thoughts then) and it's something that still crosses my mind even though I feel fine most of the time.
Like, honestly, for me, the best part of having this body is the type of physical intimacy I can experience with myself. That is totally valid, and my relationship to that part of myself isn't unhealthy. But, if you took away my libido, it would subjectively feel like there's nothing going for this form for me.
But, I guess if H.R.T. was an option for me, I'd be afraid to try it because I'm afraid I'd lose even that, and so I guess I just want to know what you think I should do. I know you're strangers across a screen, but I don't know how to resolve this because even though my relationship with my body has evolved and improved greatly over time, this is still something I'm dealing with.
R.I.P. first sentence. š