A Post-Op Post

I wonder if people would be happier with their bodies if they were comparing themselves to themselves in the moment.

Because that’s what’s happening for me, at least for one region.

I did not expect it to go this well. My surgeon is also shocked by how lively I already am. It hasn’t even been a full week, guys.

I’ll start with the cons and then move on to the pros.

-FOMO, Discomfort, A little misgendering, negligence, ignorance, A lot of medical and lack of agency stuff coming up, temporarily being a bit weak and gross…

Things that I’m kind of neutral about that I thought I would be more bothered by include size (listen, I was never a size queen for other people’s Ds, I shouldn’t be for myself) and needing help (I need to learn to be ok asking for things and receiving them).

BUT THE PROS. YOU GUYS. THE PROS.

What meta has done for my brain in a non sexual sense already is feel like a bit more independent and connected to my body.

And while it’s healing and in time out, what I’ve seen in the photos has me stunned. I have a really pretty, petite package. And it’s mine now.

Looking forward to getting through the honeymoon phase and being recovered enough that I don’t think twice and I take it for granted, the way that men who’ve had dicks their whole lives often do.