If it brings you any comfort, I was 33 and single when I transitioned. At age 35 I met a wonderful lady, stable, happy, employed and supportive. I moved 1000 miles from Los Angeles to Portland, Oregon to be with her. Sadly she died when I was 40, but at age 42 I met the most lovely, amazing, wonderful woman I've ever known! She loves and accepts me for exactly who I am. I was 43 when we married. I'm 49 now, happily married and doing extremely well. Our marriage continues to grow happier and more stable as the years go by.
Don't despair. Life has adventures in store for you that you can't even imagine from your present vantage. Your only job is to love thyself, and immensely, and be ready to accept and allow the adventures as they are presented to you.
Prepare yourself for love, and love will find you. Prepare yourself for loveless despair, and you are likely to miss the love that finds you, even when it's right in front of you.
Hugs!