Life's Little Pleasures
Aug. 27th, 2009 08:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Perhaps this is a little self-indulgent/self-absorbed, but in the circumstances I think this is a positive thing, and I think I've earned it...
Anyway, when we first moved into this house, we noticed that the stairwell got a bit gloomy, receiving no direct sunlight because of its orientation and position in the house, so I had a brainwave. I installed a couple of full-length mirrors in the stairwell to bounce the light around a bit and make it a bit brighter, problem solved.
But I've since discovered another function that they have. In addition to being able to check that one looks OK on a dash to leave the house, if I'm feeling a bit down I can do something which may sound slightly weird - I get undressed and sit on the stairs, opposite one of the mirrors.
I never really liked looking at my naked body's reflection pre-transition, it was a great reminder of everything that caused me so much pain, but nearly 4 years into HRT and nearly 3 years post SRS, and with the toning that comes from having hobbies like hiking, canyoneering and sport climbing, I really like what I see now.
So I can sit in front of the mirror and look, and I really like what I see now. There's no evidence of the square shoulders I used to have, my skin is soft and generally free of hair, I have proper hips, breasts and there's no need to tuck my penis away and cross my legs, so I can pretend I have a vulva, because I do have one.
This may seem a slightly narcissistic ritual, rather like the way a fanatical bodybuilder might pose and preen, peacock-like, in the mirror, but I don't think it's like that at all; seeing myself like that, just for a few minutes, reminds me of why I made the journey I made, and that it was all ultimately worth it. It helps me feel at peace with my body, and it lifts my spirits. I've only done this two or three times since I had my surgery, but each time I do, it feels like a little treat.
Now if I started lusting after my reflection ... that's when I might need to seek professional help with this. ;-)
Originally posted at http://auntysarah.dreamwidth.org/208925.html - you can comment here or there.
Anyway, when we first moved into this house, we noticed that the stairwell got a bit gloomy, receiving no direct sunlight because of its orientation and position in the house, so I had a brainwave. I installed a couple of full-length mirrors in the stairwell to bounce the light around a bit and make it a bit brighter, problem solved.
But I've since discovered another function that they have. In addition to being able to check that one looks OK on a dash to leave the house, if I'm feeling a bit down I can do something which may sound slightly weird - I get undressed and sit on the stairs, opposite one of the mirrors.
I never really liked looking at my naked body's reflection pre-transition, it was a great reminder of everything that caused me so much pain, but nearly 4 years into HRT and nearly 3 years post SRS, and with the toning that comes from having hobbies like hiking, canyoneering and sport climbing, I really like what I see now.
So I can sit in front of the mirror and look, and I really like what I see now. There's no evidence of the square shoulders I used to have, my skin is soft and generally free of hair, I have proper hips, breasts and there's no need to tuck my penis away and cross my legs, so I can pretend I have a vulva, because I do have one.
This may seem a slightly narcissistic ritual, rather like the way a fanatical bodybuilder might pose and preen, peacock-like, in the mirror, but I don't think it's like that at all; seeing myself like that, just for a few minutes, reminds me of why I made the journey I made, and that it was all ultimately worth it. It helps me feel at peace with my body, and it lifts my spirits. I've only done this two or three times since I had my surgery, but each time I do, it feels like a little treat.
Now if I started lusting after my reflection ... that's when I might need to seek professional help with this. ;-)
Originally posted at http://auntysarah.dreamwidth.org/208925.html - you can comment here or there.
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Date: 2009-08-27 10:42 pm (UTC)Or get turned into a flower?
Date: 2009-08-27 07:48 pm (UTC)Re: Or get turned into a flower?
Date: 2009-08-27 10:42 pm (UTC)Quite so. I was schooled by the Jesuits - that would be right up their street. Thankfully it didn't stick.
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Date: 2009-08-28 11:24 pm (UTC)Must. get. fit... again.... after .. not.. smoking.. (and of course, putting on a few stones - cycling will help with that too! :-) - once I get a new saddle that doesn't bruise me!
I think the hiking and canyoneering just reminds me of my love of rope, cand various knots and hitches - it's been a while! :-p
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Date: 2009-08-27 09:42 pm (UTC)We talked about this on IRC, didn't we? And I'll say it again, if I could travel back in time and have sex with myself prior to SRS, I *so* tottally would. Hell, I'd probably do it with myself post-op too. It's just masturbation... sorta.
And yes, I get the narcissistic self-indulgence. These days I spend more time naked (whether in front of a mirror or not) during a given week than I did during my entire 20s, despite being 30lb heavier than I was then. Yay for improved body image!
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Date: 2009-08-27 10:41 pm (UTC)Smartass :-P
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Date: 2009-08-27 11:15 pm (UTC)....*goes for a lie-down*
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Date: 2009-08-27 09:45 pm (UTC)I'm pleased for you and rather jealous, desparately trying to slim back to the time when I would have fancied myself rotten, if that makes sense!
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Date: 2009-08-27 10:43 pm (UTC)And yeah, it makes sense :-)
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Date: 2009-08-27 11:01 pm (UTC)But, er... I'm used to me now and still fancy women like me, and thinner... and I am sure I will be thinner again and THEN things will be interesting!
Oh, except Im married so I can't touch anymore. Oh.
Well apart from that.
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Date: 2009-08-27 09:48 pm (UTC)Slightly more seriously, like
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Date: 2009-08-28 07:28 am (UTC)There was a full length mirror in the bathroom at the hospital on the first day I was allowed up after surgery. Getting ready for the first bath, I took off my dressing gown and hey! That's me in the mirror! An unforgettable moment and I haven't objected to mirrors since :o)
It's your body and you're at home in it. Enjoy! :o)
HUGS
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Date: 2009-08-28 04:20 pm (UTC)I have to admit to checking out my new toned-from-running legs a few times recently, even if the rest of me I'm mostly meh about...
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Date: 2009-08-29 10:22 am (UTC)(Also in my case it's nice to remind myself how I see my body rather than how most other people with their binary assumptions see it)