Thanks,
I really should start exercising more, but the weather has been making being motivated difficult for me. Until I can start running again I could at least start up yoga at home again. I've been doing a lot of cocooning as it is. I had been isolating myself for quite some time before finally admitting it to myself and coming out and it hasn't exactly changed in the last few months. If anything, I'm afraid that the isolation is making the dysphoria worse, but getting out to see people has been difficult since most of my friends don't live in the area and I'm juggling being the only income earner in the home with a toddler running around and while my SO is finishing her master's and internship. So even though I'd love to get over myself and see people, time and obligation has been getting in the way.

On top of that, I work too much. But without all the overtime I've been putting in, we wouldn't be able to afford day care for our daughter. And it's getting to the point where I'm feeling the dysphoria affecting my performance and concentration on the job.
I really should look into support groups in the area that I can get out to at night. It's funny, my therapist was just asking if I planned to attend at my last session and I didn't at the time, but apparently there's nothing like a good bout of crippling dysphoria to make you rethink things.
As far as meds go, I'm certain if I spoke to my counselor and GP I could get anti- anxiety or depression medication. But, I've always had an "I don't need that," mentality as far as approaching medication for mental health. Truth be told, I'm at a point now where I am more open to taking them than ever before. But since coming out, I'm also at a point where I'm finally allowing to experience the full range of my feelings and emotions uninhibited, and as much as I would like to get them under control, I think I need to give myself some more time let myself deal with all of this before I turn to medication.
I'm definitely doing everything possible to work on my transition before I can start HRT. I've gotten myself on a whole regiment of hair regrowth treatments, started building a wardrobe, playing with makeup, began voice lessons. I'm definitely making progress, and rationally I can see it, but on days like this all the progress in the world seems to amount to jack all. I'm just hoping my wife turns up a positive pregnancy test this month so I can start making plans to see a doctor at the HBHC in Chicago by the time her second trimester begins. This is only the second month we've even been trying, and last month a pregnancy probably wasn't even viable because she had her IUD removed just a day or two before ovulation, but I'm already damned impatient!