I have had some pretty good days since I moved. My confidence went up some because I was able to get a packer and a binder. Then, these friends of mine on an on-line forum have all accepted me and started using proper pronouns. It is great. Yet at the same time as my confidence going up, it has flip flopped around. Sometimes I feel great, but most of the time I look in the mirror and hate what I see, who I see. I am overweight, my binder doesn't flatten that well, and if you can't tell I have breast, then I look like a twelve year old boy.
I even had someone yesterday, on those forums I am on, who doesn't know I am trans and presumably thinks I am a cis male, say that I looked really young.
So I am super down on my looks today. I feel like people are either seeing me as a butch lesbian, or on-line, where they can't see my full body, they think I am a kid. Then on top of all of that, I hate my body shape. Yes I am heavy, but it is worse than that, because my heavy shape is too feminine to be masculine. So even if I were able to really hide my breast, and not talk, it is still obvious.
THEN, it kind of hit me that I am probably going to be alone forever. I originally didn't care, but it kind of does bother me. I am sure there are good eggs out there that would accept me, but finding them in this stupid city is another story. I tried to go to a trans support group last week. Only to find out that they don't actually have that group, and the person that I talked to wasn't sure what had happened to it. She took my name and number for the guy that was supposed to run it, but almost a week later now and I still haven't heard from him.
I want to start T so badly. Because I know it will move the fat around to give me a more masculine form. My face won't look so feminine anymore, my voice should lower and I might even get facial hair! All of that would be so helpful, but I can't take T yet because things are completely finalized with my husband. As soon as I start taking T things will be done, and I am not ready, but I don't know if I can keep going with all this dysphoria weighing me down.