Cross-dressing or other techniques to ease the dysphoria can be a very private experience. For 30+ years I needed the occasional, perhaps once a month, "escape". To see myself as I felt I should have been. To spend a few hours behind closed doors with blackout curtains on the windows for the neighbors prying eyes, was sort of good enough. At first my wife would spend the day shopping. Over time she started hanging around the house instead.
I cannot see how total self-denial is better than a little self indulgence. The dysphoria will always be there. It never goes away. You can distract and deny yourself, self medicate with drugs or alcohol, or any number of other things to not dwell on it. Yet, when your head hits the pillow at night, it will be there to say good-night. Eventually the pain of having to deny a significant portion of your being will eat away at you. You can wind up eventually living a joyless life, as I had. Worse, angry; as I saw first hand during Senate testimony for Maryland's TG rights bill last month from a few "Cured" individuals that spoke in opposition.
The "All in or all out" Black & White thinking prevents one from seeing all the colors of a solution around them. I had major bout with that mindset a month or so ago when I realized that the reason I had a major "WTF am I doing?" meltdown, was in response to feeling with absolute certainty that I can pass and get by in the real world. Oh Crap! No excuse not to go full-time and the works, right? No more life long excuse of "I'll never pass. I'll just be laughed at and ridiculed". Easy solution, back to total denial of my fem self, followed by a host of other bad self-destructive behaviors.
Three months of crap because of Black & White thinking. Up until then I was joyous being able to be me the few days I could each week. Why change anything? I don't Need to transition. Transition or suicide are not the only viable options for me. I've been doing fine. As a matter of fact, transition would take away the top two things in my life that give it meaning, my wife and my work.