Topless; November 8 2023

Top surgery! It happened! And I remember it like it was yesterday…

Probably because it was.

I’m doing well, lying in bed with a wedge pillow to keep me mostly upright, a water bottle and pain meds beside me. Unlike with my hysterectomy, there were no complications (the last surgery I had, I wound up with blood in my lungs and had to stay overnight).

Honestly, the entire experience has been a whirlwind, which is odd considering how long it took to get here. Days before the surgery, I was questioning whether or not to go through with it. Some remarks were made that invalidated me greatly, and I was just about ready to call it all quits and try to live my life pretending to be a cis woman.

It was a bad frame of mind. There was a lot of crying myself to sleep. Highly do not recommend.

But, obviously, I stuck to it and got the surgery done. And, pardon the pun, it’s like a huge weight’s off my chest. I haven’t even seen the results yet because I’m wearing a post-surgical binder, but I just feel… I don’t know, better?

I feel more like me.