It’s going to be hard to figure it all out…
BUT…
Jack Paul Moffitt is a GO, starting in January.
Most likely.
So why do I feel so depressed? I think I’m just too stressed out. But somewhere in this body I hate, I’m excited.
Getting Nervous.
So I’m starting to get nervous about my breast reduction consultation. It’s in about two weeks, and this consultation will determine a lot in my life.
I’m starting to plan out my possible transition (testosterone) happening not in the summer, but right after the reduction in January, if it happens. And most likely, as a result, I will be taking the semester off to start this journey, since I very much agree with my parents, that I have to start the T while I’m at home in Philadelphia.
I can’t take it anymore. I have no more doubt. I am 100% ready for this. Not just 90%, like I was only a few months ago. I need this to happen.
I really need to give my mind a break on this subject though. I’ve been obsessing over it for the past week for some reason (more than usual) and I think it’s because I’ve made up my mind completely and I’m now anxious to get started because I am ready. I was ready before… but now I am R-E-A-D-Y. Get it? Maybe.
I’ve done a lot of changes in my life recently as well, lifestyle choices and just general atmosphere and it’s been helping me a lot to focus on the things that are actually important to me in life, which also might be why I’ve come to a clear cut decision.
-Jack.
What I want for christmas this year. Literally… sort of.
This photo is a progression of mainly my hair and the way I’ve looked from 8th grade to now (my junior year in college). Also, it’s a progress of my weight when I think about it.. Jeessssus.
Very girly, to butch, to nothing, to me.
Begin.
My name is Jack. I’m an FTM out of Philadelphia, currently going to art school in the Boston area. This blog is for the purpose of posting my trans related photography, videos, thoughts etc, as well as to document my transition from female to male over the next few years ((pending)).
In a month I go home to have a consultation on getting a breast reduction on my insurance, since I was blessed with somewhere around DD’s and unfortunately, cannot bind those mother fuckers to a good point. I’d like to get a reduction to an A cup. If the consultation goes well, I will receive a breast reduction in January, and come June, I will be starting Testosterone. Most likely this blog won’t get interesting until then… oh well.
