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Female to male hormone patients will drop a few octaves but I think the change is less in male to females as you can't reverse puberty.
I'm still as bitter about my physical sex as I was at age 5, if it's not bibbidy-bobbidy-booed then it's not good enough. Hormones will do wonders but even so, they can only smooth so many edges and unless you were born with genes for an andgrogenous body (a boy with booty, full lips, narrow shoulders opposed to say me, 6'2", broad shoulders, narrow hips, little booty and lips that have body only when puckered) even after years of hormone therapy, you're body's natural sex will betray you.
I know it's clear that I say this without being able to remove my own beliefs of personal apperance but I do understand that a painted face doesn't make you anymore of a woman than a corset and heels, and that you don't have to be a natural born female to think that. It's just so depressing to see some of these people look so hagard and inbetween and to see everyone around them with that look on their face of 'I do not understand' and yet there they are with those smiles that look trademarked by Hallmark. Is it really because the inability of my own bleeding heart? Could it be my own channeled fear of rejection if I did go through a reassignment? Or is it simply my addiction to glamour and my own set beliefs and ideals of female beauty that make me feel they're so alienated from everyone else? I think it's amazing if someone can feel so comfortable in their skin, but I feel like as a transperson they would be...smart enough to sacrifice a bit of their wants to gain more comfort. It's not conforming, but blending, and in this case I think it would be heinous to consider it a cowardice aproach instead of a means to sit yourself more comfortably in your surroundings. I keep coming back my inability to understand how they could feel good day to day. They can't all be so oblivious to the world, and confidence sure as hell can't be injected dose by dose.
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