I really struggled with the idea of going out for ages, well over a year after I realised that I need to be female.
I finally plucked up the courage to go out yesterday afternoon / evening having spent all morning trying to talk myself out of it.
The train journey into London was absolutely terrifying, but once I had my makeup done and started to realise that nobody seemed to be taking any notice of me, I really began to relax and just enjoy being out as me finally.
Somehow I don't think I'll be leaving it quite so long again before the next time.