To be completely honest:
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I'm a hypocrite. Hear me out, though, hypocritical as I may sound:
I'm afraid of losing family, yet I will try out dressing up, and if that works out, taking it further, even though I'm really scared.
For everyone not related to me: I couldn't care less about what they think. Honestly. I don't care if they're the ones paying me; I live in a country where it's illegal to fire people on personal grounds. If they make up a sorry excuse to fire me, anyway: Right; bye, then. If you don't like me: Whoops; your problem.
I've lived through an extremely violent childhood and teens, and survived, and all I've learned is: You can't satisfy people. No matter how hard you try to be the kind of person people like, you won't fit in with everyone. I've tried, and tried. I've tried to like 'boy things,' but I didn't understand them, so I looked at them from the wrong angle. I've toughened up to defend myself, but all that did was get me into more violence. (Though I have to admit it did save my life.) I even went as far as allowing people (of both genders) to sexually (ab)use me. All in order for people to accept me.
And you know what? Nada. Nothing works.
And now.. I try to be myself. I'm ad-libbing my life, and though I have my fears and financial problems, at least I'm no longer an outcast. I've learnt to speak my mind, and make it perfectly clear that whatever anyone thinks of it, it is mine. I'm open about nearly everything I feel, too, and to nearly everyone.
And now, I get along easily with just about everyone I meet! It's like a miracle happened. And all I did was to stop being the person I had to be, and became more of the person I am. (Sure; changing some things in my life at the right time helped. Suddenly becoming a pacifist while someone's trying to stab you is not a good move.

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It doesn't matter if you fail to live up to someone else's expectations. Honestly. If people look at you, and go: 'Oh, hey! A ->-bleeped-<-!' Well; why should you care? What's it to you? The people you love and care about; it's their opinion that matters but, given time, most of them sway, at some point or other.
And most importantly: It's who, and what, you want to be that matters.
And trust me; you won't go insane if you don't. Well; if you're not insane already, you won't. It requires a lót to become insane, for most people, and the threshold is genetic. Anyway; yes. You might become suicidal. That's not up to me, or anyone else. It's up to you, and how you feel about you, and your existence. You may live (un)happily ever after, or you may succeed in killing yourself. Whichever it is, you choose which of the three, and you choose what's important to you.
I'm very sorry if I sound really harsh on this. Really. I don't want to come across as that harsh. But it's what life so far has taught me.
Oh, and an edit: This is not a post about how you should continue with HRT. This is a post about how you should make the choice for yourself; not to appease the crowd. Or even me. Whichever you choose, it has to be for you.