So a year ago, I began my journey towards what I hoped would see me taking estrogen, and testosterone blockers. And you all know what that means – lovely boobs (hooray!), a bigger bum (yay!), less body hair (bliss!) and everything else.
Today, September 7th, is the one-year anniversary of my referral by my GP to Nottingham GIC, or Nottingham Centre for Gender Dysphoria as it’s called these days. I walked out of the doctors’ surgery feeling on top of the world – I’d finally taken the first step to becoming the real me. I’d never felt such excitement and optimism before. I was so happy.