A funny thing happened today. Some random kid I’m interacting with thinks I’m “not a man” for lacking a dick. As soon as I tried to use science, he didn’t want to hear it. So, I turned around and told him, ask anyone around us, and they would confirm I was a man, if not at least by my looks by my maturity and work ethic. I further ruined his pride and emasculinated him when I called him a “boy” for his poor demeanor and laziness. That shut him up.
A call with Plume earlier this month tried to convince me that ”informed consent” was a better alternative compared to the traditional route where transssexual men and women had to see a specialist to make sure they were mentally sound before obtaining sex change therapies. I did not care for that or their concierge medicine model, but given the shutdowns prevent me from heading to NYC, it’s better than forgoing medicine at this point.
If you are a binary trans man or woman, and you need help passing but haven’t gotten hormone therapy or medical procedures done because of COVID or your current living situation, altering your hair and presentation to match that typically associated with your gender identity help. Finding free vocal lessons on YouTube can help raise or lower your pitch and register to sound more authentic when audio cues matter (like on the phone), if your voice gives you a problem. Move out and live with friends and work at a job that allows for name aliases, so you can get undergo your sex change while still keeping expenses under control.
I got a mastectomy and hysterectomy, both which easily are covered by any comprehensive (major medical) health insurance plan; you just need to find a gynecologist willing to work with you to submit the paperwork to the insurance company to get them paid for. (However, chest masculinization may not be covered if they exclude anything specific for transsexuals.)
I don’t feel any less of a man for not having a penis—I see it as akin to the Greeks always showing their men in artwork with small dicks, as a sign of virility. My “double dose of Napoleon syndrome” encourages me to step up the challenge when people question my manhood, and while I should never have to prove myself, I always make the cisgender man who doesn’t take my manhood seriously look like a fool in front of our audience.