I am feeling a bit strange in this waiting period that nothing is happening. Booking the appointment with the gender clinic was a pretty big deal and I felt like I was making progress, but now I just have to wait.
Work has been so busy, and frankly a bit miserable, that I haven’t really had the time or headspace to think about gender issues.
I have allowed body and leg hair to regrow as constantly shaving is a faff, probably isn’t good for my shaver and having stubble on my chest isn’t good. It’s less bothersome if slightly longer but it does look masculine and disgusting. Hair removal cream seems pretty useless so I have bought some wax strips and see how that works. I expect it is going to hurt!
I do have the house to myself one evening next week, so I can try waxing and also do my laundry for my secret female wardrobe. This has come at just the right time as I am down to my last pair of clean knickers. There is something lovely and comforting about putting on female underwear at the weekend but having to do so in secret means I can’t just throw them in the laundry basket. Fortunately I have many pairs so can go a while between laundry loads.
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