Opening the Door

A few days back, I photoshopped pictures of myself and how I would look with different lines across my chest. I was trying to see if I could get used to the curved, inverted V-line thing, and Sinclair would probably do the best job at that, honestly.

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Starting to Wonder

Maybe these last several blog posts can be a small novella about this battle with getting my goddamn top surgery. I can entitle it “Messages in the Complaint Box” or something. Raging Messages in the Complain Box?

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Day 5 (Again)

I haven’t had a smoke in five days as of today (again). This is when it usually gets hard for me and I break down. 

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