My dick

I know what genitals I have. I also know what gender I identify as. But for most people, the fact that I don't hate my bits doesn't make sense.

I do go through phases where I can't stand looking at the thing, but that mostly has to do with dysphoria already being triggered by something else (like no boobs or too much body hair) but that doesn't happen very often to begin with. Here's where it gets interesting though.

Before hrt, it used to bother me. I hated it a lot. I couldn't wait to get The Op. But over the last year as I've been settling into my body I've come to accept it and even grow to like it a bit. It's fun to play with, and easy to hide.

Here's where it gets a little bit meta: I feel bad for not hating it.

In some ways it makes me feel "less trans" than others. Not that I talk about my genitals very often, but I'm almost worried about people finding this out. Obviously not too worried, since I'm writing this, but I don't think I've even met another non-op transgirl. I've heard of a few online in other countries, but every transgirl and woman I've met has either had The Op or is planning to have The Op.

Here's the big downside to me accepting my genitals: everyone else.

I'm well aware that there are people who would never accept me as female if I still have what I have. That doesn't really give me much hope, but it doesn't crush my spirits either. It's unfortunate, but I know there are people out there who don't worry about what's between your legs, and prefer what's between your ears.