I spend most of my time in that place. Almost every day, I feel like I just can't handle everything I have to do. I just put one foot in front of the other and what gets done gets done and what doesn't get done just doesn't. And I take a lot of mental health breaks.
The weird part is that I also have frequent episodes where I'm just so happy to be me. Just today, as I was coming down in the elevator from yet another doctor visit in my long journey to SRS, I just started dancing in the elevator. Or I'll sing while washing the dishes. Sometimes at the same time that I feel too worn out to take another step.
I think in my case it's not just about gender. Transition for me has turned out to be about dealing with all the damage that was done to me when I was a child. I won't bore you with the details, I've posted enough about it, but the feeling that in order simply to survive I have to be more capable than I am just weighs me down until I can't move at all. And there are a lot of periods when simply being alive hurts so much I can't understand why I'm still alive. It takes all my resilience away.