Right now I'm in the "i'll probably never pass", hard work and tears part, slowly moving into the joy part. I've begun losing my friends but by choice because they were poisonous to my transition. I told my wife the other day, "I know im crying now, and I have this unending fear that I will never blend... but I just hope I'm wrong... I hope I can look back and realize what a fool I was to think I'd never reach my goal."
I suppose its like any other experience in life; sometimes the only way you can believe it, is to experience it yourself, despite everyone telling you "you will be fine.", reaching the point of being happy is what it takes to stop a moment and look back and think "I wish I would've known this back then, maybe I wouldn't have stressed on it so much."
Ive actually taken a liking to intense work-outs xD it takes my mind of my transition while at the same time being a productive activity that makes me healthier and more fit in its practice

I guess its one of those things that my brain goes "if I never pass, at least I'll be physically fit."