I just really don't think I have it at all. I'm really coming to the realization that I have a pretty huge frame. I've been trying to convince myself otherwise, but the fact that my body is 110% male is really settling in. I can get really skinny, but that sort of accentuates the fact that I have a really masculine skeleton. I have a frame that kick-boxers would kill for. I'm tall (6'0"), really long with a tiny pelvis, no hips or butt at all, fairly broad shoulders, have volume loss in my face, my rib cage is pretty deep, and my hands are huge and veiny. I can't see how breasts would ever look remotely natural on my body with the depth of my rib cage; 38 is maybe the smallest band I could get too, maybe 36 if I got lucky and that's with pretty much no meat on me. In being around large groups of people lately, I'm realizing that I'm always the largest one. People will be taller than I am or broader than I am, but I can tell just about anyone would be a better candidate, even really muscular or overweight men. Underneath it all, everybody seems to have a smaller skeleton than me besides the occasional giant.
I pretty much feel like it's inevitable that sooner or later I'll end up offing myself. It's pretty much all I think about. Last night I found myself looking up assisted suicide groups, seconal and other overdose methods. At the same time I really don't think I could do it, but I'm afraid that I'll get worse as I age. I'm not at all crazy, just horribly depressed with what I am. I really don't think transitioning is an option for me and I'm sure if I did, then I'd be stuck in the in-between. In the end I think it would be harder for me to look in the mirror than it already is. I really do think I would have been very pretty if I'd started a few years ago. I wanted to say something as a kid, but I didn't want friends to know, my father, or the rest of my family. I haven't had friends for about 6-7 years now, my father has been dead since I was 15, and now my entire family knows; so I'm sitting here as I am, having hidden myself for reasons that don't matter anymore. I can remember just a few years ago. I didn't always have volume loss, a bigger frame or these damn hands, and now I just can't shake the regret. I'm pretty much crippled. I can't do anything that involves other people anymore, just seeing them makes me feel like even less of a person. Even seeing other transpeople who have successfully transitioned depresses me.
A lot of people will come out and say nobody's perfect or something similar, but let me just say that nearly everyone I see on this site is a better candidate to
transition than I am - even if your older, taller, or whatever - I can pretty much guarantee that your skeleton is smaller and less masculine than mine. I really have no idea what to do TBH. I really don't want to die, but I see no way of ever being able to look in the mirror without wanting to throw myself out the window. I guess maybe getting on antidepressants may help, but these feelings are so overpowering that I really don't see them doing much in the long run.
I really don't want to sound like a baby. I was originally going to ask for tips on how to just deal, but again I feel really hopeless and I'm realizing now that there isn't really much to say. I guess I'll maybe give it a shot and go on hrt, but again, I don't see much that can be done; mostly because of my rib cage depth. I guess I'll ask if maybe somehow getting hips, a butt, large breasts, and a smaller waist would lessen the appearance of a male rib cage? I guess I'd be willing to go with body implants at this point. Has anyone had any success with corseting and tapering their ribs inward a bit? I just really want to be able to look in the mirror...