Well, sounds to me like you aren't giving yourself a chance to "Figure yourself out". Once a month of leaving town, sneaking off to some hotel somewhere, changing presentations, and then going out (?) clubbing, support group, "special" friend, whatever, is not what I can ever think of doing. Several times my wife had asked, pleaded even, when I needed to live out of town for work, that when I was going to my group meeting to please get a room somewhere just so there is absolutely no chance of the neighbors or anyone else possibly spotting me presenting as female. That whole sneaking off thing, the "Dirtiness", the shame filled behavior aspect of it, bothered me deeply. When I finally broke down to "Try it" for her, I cannot put into words the horror of what has always been a joy filled evening turned into for me.
I have spent months, several years even, trying to figure myself out. As others said it took a lot of reading. Tons of self-helpish books. Simply put, just trying to sort out who I really am, with trans just being but a small, yet important, part of the total being. Sure, since like age four I always wished I was a girl, still do. But I am far more than that. Most outside observes say I've done so many fantastic things, had all sort of accomplishments, made it to the top of the heap, far above what any second generation Bayonne kid can ever dream of. Done my ancestors proud. Lived the dream. Yet I felt nothing.... It was what was expected. What's the big deal. Just apply yourself, have "Sticktuitivness". Sort of like living as a guy. Determination.
It takes a long time of unlearning over 50 years of "What is expected" by others and replacing it with something you expect of yourself. Made all the more complicated since you have no clue really of who or what yourself is. That takes work. Lots of hard work. Lots of scare the crap out of you work as you begin feeling again.
A very instrumental part of this process for me was and still is my TG support group and especially a couple of very special angels who have been there for me at times of great need. Seeing a therapist to help with the process of unlearning all the unhealthy ways I ran my life and help replace them with far better ways helped me figure out who I am. Eventually, the opportunity for seeing a for real Gender Therapist came and she has helped immensely in the healing process.
90% of how you view yourself, your life, comes from between your ears, not from your eyes looking in a mirror.