I think this might be the hardest phase…
Three days ago, on the morning of Thursday, January 26th, I had my gender-affirming top-surgery. And now I’m in this in-between phase: neither having that body I had been used to for years, for decades, nor yet having the partly new body that I’ve been craving for so long.
I’m somewhere in between, like a hermit crab in between two shells, when the old one has been shed and the new one hasn’t been found, yet: weak and vulnerable, almost naked, and partly in need of hiding.
Hopefully, this phase won’t last too long. And while it does, I’ll be as gentle as I can to myself, to my body and soul, and let all the loving support around me keep seeping in and embrace me warmly, safely.
Keep that vulnerable little hermit crab warm and safe.
The Little Prince and the Fox 