At 61, I'm pretty late. Only 8 months experience, and only 3 into HRT. My life exploded when I realized what was going on. I thought I was becoming dissociative, I began to feel and internally 'hear' another voice, a feminine voice, with a name. This isn't a good description of what was going on, but I don't have another.
The more I read, the longer I'm in therapy, the more I listen and speak-up at group meetings, the more I discover how much I've suppressed, repressed, diverted, denied.. All in the name of 'proving' a fictionalized masculinity, based on what I saw around me. Regardless, in any group of men, I was always the least masculine, politely speaking. And it's been shocking to realize that all of those things I kept hidden, I was actually actively constantly working at it - what a waste!
So yes, the 'feminization' is proceeding at it's own pace. For the time being I'm content to simply allow myself to think and do those formerly forbidden things, and to accept more as I find them. Picking out t-shirt colors from the women's rack, admitting to liking ABBA, BeeGees, Sandra Bullock, rom-coms. Being free to cry. Allowing my voice to begin changing back to it's 'natural' tone & timbre, without the forced bass Ive put into it for years. Allowing giggling instead of the forced belly laugh. Crossing my legs knee over knee instead of ankle-over. Painting my nails. The list gets longer everyday. And I feel freer every day. I've been told these are silly and shallow, but each fake that I drop, each truth that I accept, allows me to continue.
I started making these changes, relaxing my tight rein into fake masculinity, several moths before HRT, but most assuredly HRT has been of great benefit and tremendous help. I am now looking up & forward much more than down & backward. That alone is a huge achievement for me! And I was very much gifted with support & encouragement at work, in friends, and in family.