The light is darkest before the dawn.
This year I've probably had my lowest lows and highest highs. But the trend has been constant. Life is getting better. Yesterday did something I thought I would NEVER be able to do. I went to an all women support group. No one knew me there. I walked in, and was simply... accepted. No questions, no odd looks. During the intro I felt I should be honest. So I told them exactly where I came from and where I'm going and you know what? No one cares. They accepted me... for me.
Work is coming together and the evidence I've collected and have been collating shows that you know what? I'm meeting standards. My family situation is beginning to stabilize with my wife and I coming to a resolution, new possibilities on the horizon, and my kids accepting me as me as much they can at this time.
Surgery will happen. It might take 8 months but it will be free and it is going to happen. I have no more dysphoria bar waiting for surgery and the useless extra bits. But the knowledge they have a target painted on them makes it bearable. I like what I see in the mirror and apart from almost constant breast pain (but... that means stuff is growing) I have no complaints about my body. I've tamed facial hair to the point that a full day doesn't make any difference in how people perceive me.
I just feel... at peace with the world.
Its darkest before the dawn... and dawn is just around the corner.