Denied HRT, I’m devastated
Vent
Minor TW for SA mention and mental health issues
I went to Planned Parenthood today. I was so nervous that I was shaking when I walked in the door. The protesters outside were harassing some poor girl (she was ok and with someone else so I let it be).
I had to talk about my sexual history, including the abuse I’d experienced in the past. It wasn’t easy. It was a lot of questions. But it was ok. I was starting to get more excited than nervous, because they were talking in “when”s and not “if”s.
My blood work was great. The nurse- or whatever they’re called there idk- started to get excited for me. She seemed genuinely happy for me. She scheduled an appointment for me to get shown how to do injections.
They said that I could start T next Friday. I told them I’d been waiting for this since I was 13.
They said they just had to ask the director about chestfeeding, because I have a newborn. Their paperwork says that if I pump and dump for 24 hours after the injection every week it would be ok, but they wanted to make sure.
The director said no. There’s not enough research and they can’t ethically study it because babies can’t consent. The nurse almost cried when she told me and saw my face. I was trying so hard not to cry.
If I want testosterone, I have to stop chestfeeding. My baby won’t take formula, and the WIC benefits I need to feed my family won’t be given to me if I try anything else. I have no other option. I’m stuck. I’m still fucking trapped. Pregnancy nearly killed me because of the dysphoria. I’ve been dealing with this for my entire life. I was clinging to the idea that I could start HRT after the baby was born. I talked to trans guys who nursed without any issues while on T.
I’m so tired of hating my body. Feeling like it’s not even mine. Not being able to be myself. I fucking hate existing some days and there’s nothing I can do until my baby is old enough to have real food. Probably around two years, at least.
I love my daughter so much, but this is devastating for me. I keep randomly just starting to cry. I was so so close. Finally away from my parents. Finally in a safe place to transition. Finally in therapy. Finally being able to schedule an appointment. I was RIGHT THERE.
My partner has been very supportive, but they’re having a rough time with their own issues too. All in all, today was awful.
I’m so tired.