So the weekend of the 16th/17th I was so dysphoric and distraught that it would actually become physically painful. That Monday morning I realized that it was mostly feeling abject terror at the thought of transitioning. Since then I've felt so calm and at peace that it's disturbing me a little, I keep thinking the other shoe is about to drop.
The calmness has allowed me to think some more, and I realize that there are certain things that I'd like to do in life that wouldn't take too long, and would be difficult if not impossible if I transition. Hopefully this will be enough to tide me over. I think I'll wait another week or two just to be sure before I make any real plans, but hopefully this is a way forwards.
Even before I let the T-nie out of the bottle, I would go through these phases where I'd feel awful and depressed, and then it would suddenly just clear, like clouds breaking and I'd wonder what the fuss was about, before it would slowly creep back in. I've never really kept track of it, but it does seem like it's a 3-4 week cycle. I've wondered before if maybe I'm actually intersex and I'm not so much dysphoric as PMSing. Though that's probably just wishful thinking, since I was a kid I've often fantasized about the doctor finding some medical reason that I had to transition.
anyway, I'm enjoying the quiescence.