Things You’re Gonna Love About Transition

As I was browsing Reddit, I stumbled upon a transition post that I loved! The Original Poster (OP) intended it as a positive note to encourage struggling trans women. A clever fellow quickly posted a second one to include those transgender individuals on the opposite spectrum. These two lists define Gender Dysphoria pretty well.

Gender Dysphoria means feeling distressed about aspects and features of your body that don’t feel right to you. If you read the lists of things people included here, the differences seem almost parallel. Since both posts are positive, I figured I’d use them in their entirety, and credit the authors appropriately, so without further ado:

Things You’re Gonna Love About Being A Girl – Transition

Thank you u/katiecharm!

  • You’re not gonna a smell like a guy anymore. It’ll happen a few months in, and you’re gonna love it. You know that slightly sweet girl smell? Yeah bitch, you’re gonna smell like that by the end of the first year.
  • This is gonna open up a world of girl friendship you never knew existed. You’ll find women are suddenly more relaxed around you, and willing to share things you would have never imagined before. And if you’re a positive and cheery person, you’ll find that most women irl are excited to be your friend (contrary to the hate patrol on le internet).
  • You’re gonna look like a younger guy for a bit (yay) and then you’re gonna begin looking undeniably feminine, and then (maybe even by the end of the first year) the male fails may start where you have trouble passing for a guy even when you want to.
  • You will start to grow your own hips and boobs, even if they’re small ones. They will be everything you ever dreamed and more. Believe it or not, after a year you won’t even think about them that much, they’re just kinda there.
  • Strangers are gonna smile at you in crowds and start being nice to you for no apparent reason. Life isn’t fair, and hard and scary men tend to get avoided. When you’re cute people smile at you and are nice to you. It’s just the way that society is, and you might as well enjoy it cause female privilege certainly has enough downsides.
  • Women complain sometimes but the female bathrooms are usually an order of magnitude nicer and cleaner than male ones.
  • Wearing makeup in public feels wonderful, and one day another woman will even compliment you on it! 😍

Things You’re Gonna Love About Being a Boy – Transition

Thank you u/Perniciosasque!

  • You’re gonna develop a manly, manly smell. You’re gonna feel so manly you could kill a lion by just walking by it. (Seriously, your smell will change but that doesn’t mean you’ll stink. Just make sure to use a really nice deodorant if you need to.)
  • You’re going to open up a new world of bromanship. Other dudes will more likely, if you’re social, approach you. Work on perfecting your brofist because you’ll need it. Brotherhood awaits! Seriously, though. It’ll be awkward at first if you’re not used to it, but you’ll get the hang of it eventually. Guys can be very easy going and laid back. They don’t even care about the things you’re insecure about. As long as you’re funny and a good friend, they’ll accept you. (Yes, I know socializing can be and usually is difficult but it’s easier to talk with other guys when you’ve been on T for a while.)
  • Your babyface will disappear gradually. The facial changes will amaze you but remember to be patient! Facial hair (if that’s your thing) and the change in fat distribution will slowly masculinize your face and body. Each and every new little hair that pops out somewhere will make you smile. Well… Maybe not the butt hair.
  • Your muscles will increase. Oh, boy.. You may even notice an increase in strength only one week in! If building muscle is your thing, you’ll love the boost T will give you. It won’t make you taller but your shoulders and arms will get bigger if you work on them. If you’re like me, your butt will disappear gradually as well. Finding clothes in the men’s apartment will be less scary and more enjoyable. I went from XS to S or M thanks to an increase in muscle mass.
  • Increased energy is likely to happen and it’s awesome! I had to go through about 2 months of lethargy before it turned around but that was just my body getting adjusted. Emergency naps saved me. It may or may not happen to you but it’s best to be prepared.
  • No more having to wait for what seems like hours to use the bathroom at the movie theater! Just go in, avoid eye contact, do your business and get out. Treat yourself with a good STP so you won’t have to sit down. Guys have bad aim sometimes. And don’t worry, you can use one of the stalls if you want. A lot of dudes sit down. Just don’t make eye contact or talk to anyone, okay? That’s awkward.
  • No more worrying about bursting out in tears if you’re talking about something emotional. T can make you more composed and collected. It makes it easier to deal with some things too. (There’s nothing wrong with being emotional though. Okay? Crying isn’t exclusively for girls. Crying is human.)
  • It’s exciting AF when you get your first voice crack. It takes some time getting used to your new voice and as soon as you think you’ve got it, it drops again. I think it’s hilarious to experiment with my new voice!
  • Probably the biggest change is just knowing that you’ve got much more testosterone in your system now. The euphoria from knowing that I’ve got more testosterone in me than the girls around me was amazing and made me feel that much more validated and right. The brain fog clearing up isn’t just a myth – it’s very real!

Why This Matters

Transition honestly doesn’t. No one cares about your positive feelings or how you handle various situations. But the fact that someone took the time to make these encouraging posts to their respective communities feels pretty sweet. Check this out if you’re looking for more transgender resources!

I grew up in Colonia Juarez, Chihuahua, México, where people either owned cattle ranches or fruit orchards. Much of my work ethic came from working on Rancho La Mesa (my family’s ranch). That ranch also sparked what grew into my wild imagination. I read somewhere that you should write the story you want to read, and that stuck with me. My writing began in sixth grade, around the time I began learning to type.