It's one of those things I try not to think about, I try to stay focused on the positives in life. Thinking about the past, how I wish everything had went, just is depressing. I remember the nights as a child moving into puberty praying so hard that I would wake up in the right body, it even came to the point that I was considering to sell my soul, to a 11 year old in the 80s, who believed God was real, and that an eternal damnation was out there, that was a big deal.
I remember taking a razor blade to my chest, because I could feel the girl inside of me, and I had become so convinced things were wrong that all I had to do was cut through the shell of my body and emerge, the run off, and start a new life. That is pretty damned crazy, but I was younger, magical thinking was my coping mechanism.
Years passed, always holding on to hope that one day it would happen, even in the 90s when I first got the Internet and did a ton of research and was incredibly close, I chose to hold off because in my 20s I thought I would never pass. Not to mention, to even get on hormones required you to jump into it, start having rle immediately, and that was more than I would have been able to handle.
Yeah, I regret not transitioning, but what can one do? It sucks, I look upon younger transitioners with a bit of jealousy.. if only I had been born twenty something years later, things could have gone completely differently.. I would still be transsexual, but at the very least the transition would have been easier, I would be in the company of people who understood what I was going through.
And that is where I'll leave it, because it is a nice day outside, and I'm not going to drive myself into a depression. You shouldn't either, none of you should. Looking back and holding on to regret is not healthy.