Happy Holidays?

I wish you all the most wonderful holiday experience you can imagine, always!

So, a while ago, like almost a year ago, I began using a product called Pueraria Mirifica. It is an herbal supplement that I got online that enhances breast growth, or so it promises.

Let me first state that I do not endorse the use of this product in any way. I do know of people who have tried this product to have had a negative experience; I recommend you always consult a Dr and use only prescribed meds.

For me the experience was okay. I experienced no unwanted side effects and did experience some breast tissue formation; the girls were very tender and began expanding nicely. I experienced enough growth, in fact, to determine that yes, I did want to start HRT.

So, casting aside the (PM), I consulted our family Dr, a wonderful Chilean man who admitted he had no clue how to support me in this choice but we could learn together.

A couple of years ago I visited this Dr feeling stressed about wanting breasts. He said then that I should feel grateful, not stressed because in his country, I would be stoned in the street.

I grinned and said, I get stoned in the street here sometimes too! - I don’t think he got it. -

I mentioned an endocrinologist and an appointment was set. In the meantime, Dr. C started me on a prescription of HRT. It’s been several months now and I have watched in awe as my flat chest begins to form small mounds.

I’m surprised at how pleased I feel witnessing the expansion, like, ahhh there you are!

Each evening I massage with fenugreek oil; I don’t know if it does anything at all, but I enjoy the scent, the ritual of encouraging more growth, and feeling grateful for the experience.

The meeting (virtually) with my endo was wonderful, she is a kind and gentle soul. One thing she decided was to switch the meds Dr. C had prescribed, let’s get you to your goal faster she said. My grin made my face hurt!

I began the new meds only a short time ago so nothing exciting to report yet, but the point of this whole article is what Dr. C said on that first visit; the one when I asked to see someone who could help me figure out why I wanted breasts; the “you should just be grateful” bit…

I have to think back only as far as my own family to see others who were not able to express themselves as freely as I do today.

I have not been subjected to any psychiatric assessment to help me fix this, not treated with shock therapy or any maculating rituals.

In fact, I walked into my Dr’s office, said I would like HRT please, and a few days later I was consuming the meds.

At this time of year, I am reminded that while we can always find a million things to complain about, we can also find just as many to be grateful for, if, we, look.

The way we feel is created by the way we think; I choose to think of anything I can feel grateful for as often as I can remember. I challenge each of you to jot down 5 things you are grateful for in the comments below; let’s choose to feel good at this very moment.

I am so grateful to have an amazing wife who supports my choices and wants to go shopping for new coats this weekend and willingly holds my hand in public. I am grateful to be experiencing my breasts growing without condemnation or scrutiny. I am grateful to have friends like each of you here who share support and encourage one another continuously.

It does not have to be an occasion to feel and express gratitude, and thereby, feel good inside.

Thank you for reading Your Weekly Reset and thank you for being exactly who you are!

Namaste’ n huggles

Char