I know this is old but I had a recent relevant experience and it felt like starting a new thread would be too much.
I have of course cross dressed before, but it has been a long time since I've done anything in part because I'm recently out to myself in a few important ways (to hell with the closet I used to be in Narnia!)
Anyway last night I was waiting for the water in my shower to heat up and I somehow wandered into thinking about my TG stuff. I was focused a lot on how futile I think everything is because I don't think I could ever pass very well, and so it's pointless for me to even try anything.
To cut this short I ended up asking myself, "Who am I hiding from?" and I realized it was more myself than anyone else. I couldn't accept me.
I've really come to dislike my body hair recently as it is a strak reminder that I'm definitely not female, and it was on the heels of this epiphany that I decided to shave it off, and so, in some small way, forsake my masculinity.
It's a small and temporary step, but one I've never had the guts to take before for fear of being discovered. I still worry about that, and how I'll explain that, but at this point the fear of that unknown holds less sway than how tired I am of just being a man.