I'm almost 5 full months into having T, but I am not letting it stop me from doing things I love. Tonight I attended a very loud and very memorable basketball game in Minnesota (Kevin Garnett's return to Minnesota) and, with earplugs in, paid no attention to my T whatsoever. I'm sitting at home now rewatching the game on my laptop and hardly even noticing my T at all. I have definitely felt like my T is getting lower and lower the last couple months, but moreso I have come to accept that having at least some level of T might be my reality, but it doesn't stop me from being myself and enjoying life. THIS IS EASIER SAID THAN DONE! I just want to stress that, that getting to this point was HARD and PAINFUL and one of the hardest things (no, THE hardest thing) I've ever done. But in the process I have learned a lot about myself, about how brains work, and have really gotten a lot better using cognitive behavior therapy methods to make myself better. Just last night, my wife and I had a rough night with the kid in my avatar waking up and not wanting to go back to bed. In instances like that, along with T, a kid screaming at you and feeling like the world is going to collapse on you, having the CBT skills is incredibly vital and helps me a lot. In short, there *is* life after T, and I encourage you all to push yourselves to do things that you are afraid to do--the more you do, the less you'll care about your T.