If you aren't a big fan of change as I am. Or someone with a ton of Shame, Guilt and internalized transphobia, as I was. Or someone with very little self esteem or self confidence as I was (or still am to some extent)? Or someone with a very well established 'Male" life like I have. Life as a woman is indeed a difficult thing to imagine. Oh yeah... and that little repercussions thingy when switching teams, with totally upsetting everyone in your life image of you as a person and all the fallout from that.
A good question to ask is "Just what are your devils?".
I 'Experimented' with transitioning twice in my early 20's. Both times were utter fails. I never lost that "Some guy in a dress" feeling. In hindsight I was ill equipped to even think I could do it, much less actually try to. I had a lot of baggage.
If you haven't been to any TG support group, I highly recommend finding one. Though I knew w/o doubt I was trans for like all my life. Knew about all there was about 'Being' TG. Actually tried walking the walk twice before. I was still in a state of shock during my first meeting sitting in a room filled with people saying almost exactly every feeling I had.
Over the past 7 years I've been going, we've had many newbies come. Scared, feeling hopeless, lost. I've seen many soon make the leap to full-time within a few months or somewhat longer.
Rather then worry about making your 'Leap' (IMHO if you needed to, you would have), ask what is that you need to do Today to better manage the GD. It may be something far simpler like shopping for some nice outfits to .... maybe present as female for your therapist? Likely you can change clothes there in the toilet or other if you ask.
For myself, presenting as female to my support group was no big thing, it was safe. I was among family. It took about a year plus an additional 6 weeks of anguish, Pro-Con lists and worry before deciding to take the great leap of faith of presenting as Joanne for my therapist. The last time I presented as female in the full light of day was some 30 some years prior. Within an hour or two of leaving his office I was reveling in the shear joy of being out in the real world as the real me doing everything I would normally be doing on that Friday afternoon plus an unplanned trip to the mall.