TRANSGENDER
Day 2: I Can Hasa Muscles?
My journey on T
DAY 2: Sunday
Ok, ok, ok, I know. I KNOW, it’s too early. I know it’s not real, it can’t be, can’t it? I swear when I applied my gel to my arms today, my muscles felt — in existence. It was the weirdest thing. Even now, they have that solid feel after a good workout but, I really didn’t do much yesterday. I did so some though. But it’s like all the effort and work I’ve been putting in over the past 6 months to strengthen my upper body, just needed a little sprinkle of T-dust (or a lather of T-juice?) to activate.
Yo, I’m freakin’ popeye! Wait, universe - I’m not asking to tear a tendon, I just mean with the muscles and the… well, you know.
Hmmm… that does suddenly explain my childhood obsession with Popeye and my ongoing love of spinach. Man, the signs are everywhere. How the hell did no one see this? Then again, maybe they did. Surely they did. Maybe that’s why my room was pink even though I hated pink. Were they trying to ‘fix’ me? Sometimes I wish I had memories before I was a teen, and other times, I assume my brain is keeping me safe and thank it.
Anyway, it is day 2. Dose 2. And so it continues.