It’s been six months since my gender-affirming top-surgery. Six months ago at this time I was being operated on.
Six months ago. It almost feels like a lifetime ago. This body, this chest, this torso seems and feels so “right” to me that I can hardly even remember how it was or felt before, and I can hardly believe how I was able to live with breasts, to bear it, in a body that didn’t belong to me…