Sometimes, I think about temporarily de-transitioning to make life easier. Usually because I feel like I look ugly that day, or whatever. Sometimes, I think about de-transitioning to make life cheaper - transition is expensive, after all, and I would certainly be more successful if I didn't do it. Sometimes I think about de-transitioning to appease people, because I am an abomination to some eyes. Sometimes I think about de-transitioning to reproduce, and live a normal, if illusionary, life.
But... I cannot follow through. Like it or not, the idea of my being male is a farce - I don't act it, or sound it. There is no way I could ever be male, and enjoy it, except by enjoying how ridiculous it is that people actually see me as such. I couldn't be anything but a woman doing something to make her life easier... at the cost of my happiness. And that is unacceptable to me.