So much to add and comment on. I'll give you my point of view first...
I'm rapidly becoming less able to function as a man. That is causing so much stress, tension and a frustration that only god can know. I've spent the last month crying, or trying not to cry on and off. There are a couple of major aspects influencing my ability to cope... 1 - the complete rock bottom feeling after looking back, recognising all the clues and indicators that were there, ignored or misinterpreted. Makes me so sad. And 2 - complete hatred of being fake or pretentious, which I am when presenting as a man and not out to everyone. Both of those are pushing me to the edge far sooner than I'd like. If I fight it, I cry, get sad and can see depression on the horizon. Been depressed many years ago, anything is better than that ( including all the ridicule of society )!
So, to try and cope I've been picking up the pace in every way I can manage... Doing 2+ hours exercise per day to lose my flab. Just 30 minutes ago, bought a very nice wig in my hair colour, in the same style I'll eventually grow into. Yesterday I bought a beautiful new skirt, and got some voice coaching. God knows what tomorrow will bring. That said, this also reassures and reinforces my decision to transition... It feels like a journey I *have* to do. And for those brief moments while actually 'riding the wave', it can be peaceful and joyful. With the help of an image consultant, I hope to go part time in mere weeks.
Point being, stop and smell the roses while you can. Contemplate what life may be like in the numerous possibilities that lay before you. Like a boogie woman, this usually doesn't go away, so there may come a time when the choice is removed from you. Believe me, once you finally accept a fate (whatever that is) yourself, all those safety nets you have now in your head will disappear and you may have to face it with no recourse.
Luv, Sam.