I stared at myself in the mirror this morning. I usually don't even look at the mirror but today I did. My mirror sits at just the right height so i can't see much of my chest. I looked at myself and saw a man in the face, so I closed my eyes and saw a man's chest too. I smiled.
I'll have that someday.
I went to work today with the baggiest shirt I could find. I can't bind right now, I'm trying to heal up a binding injury.
I still get called "ma'am."
I have a top surgery consultation in April. I absolutely cannot wait.
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