Starting HRT, I like to imagine my body as a general contractor who is frustrated with my last minute changes to the construction plans.
"The fuck is this? Look, we already finished most of the work. I won't be able to do most of this. Alright, you don't want the carpet anymore, I can get my guys back in here to tear it out. I can probably do the electrical, but I can't do shit about the plumbing. You're just gonna have to live with it."
