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For those of you who were not previously aware of my current situation,  I was recently evicted from my home, and  given mere hours to vacate the property, do to an oversight by the properties management, who "accidentally approved" my initial application. After 4 months being an ideal tenant, the powers that be realized they had allowed a convicted felon to move in to their "crime free housing complex" and even though this error was their fault they insisted that i had to get off the property immediatly, I had nowhere to go and absolutely no idea what i was going to do.

What started out as a seemingly disatiourous situation, ended up bringing some genuinely amazing new friends into my life. With hardly any cash left to my name after paying bills at a residence i was no longer allowed to live at, i had few resources, and even fewer options. I was completely dependent on the kindness of others. People who just days prior had been strangers to me essentially now were kind enough to open up their home to me.

Having hit a significantly low point in my liife, my confidence and self esteem were dwindling. I was particularly frustrated with my physical features that still appeared femanine in appearance. Despite the effects of my testosterone injections, I was anxious to achieve the results that wouold at th very least take months to achieve.

 Pre Testosterone

But even if i hadnt taken notcie yet other people started to pick up on the changes. Scott, the 14 year old son of my friend Kim, instantly accepted me as a male. He even looks up to me like a big brother. We go to the barber together and get fades, and he wears my clothes that are quickly becoming too small for me now that my muscle mass is increasing.

I make sure his clothes match in the morning and help him with his homework in the evening, except when one of us has school we are pretty much together 24/7.
After a couple weeks of spending almost every waking hour running around with me he finally got uo the nerve to ask me a question that hahd been on his mind. "Nolen... why do you look like a girl dude?" His mom and everyone else in the room gasped in horror at this "offensive" question. I couldnt help but burst out laughing. He honestly didnt get it. Unlike all the adults around him who switch between pronouns when speaking to me and dont view or treat me quite the same way they would a cisgendered-male, Scott knows the man that i am inside. instead of looking at my exterior and assuming it matches up qith my gender identiy., he sees me for who i genuinely am and disregards whatever aspects of my physical body may contradict it.

Now 2 Months on Testosterone