Similar kind of story here about the 60's and 70's, except for the military part of it. I tried to join the army when I was 18 but I was to small, I hated my size back then. I didn't start transition until I was fifty for the similar reason as Wing Walker and Lisbeth.
My first try at transitioning, unwittingly, if this can be classified as transitioning. I ran away from home when I was 16 and ended up in New York with the hippies. Because of my size and the long hair I was mistaken as a girl and I got away with it for a year and a half. I even had a boy friend. so I didn't dare tell anyone and just went along with it until a year and a half later where I had to go back home, That tore my heart out, but I knew it had to be.
Just hang in there Lisbeth hon, the journey is so well worth it. Just be the best you, you can be and just be her, embrace her for she is the most precious possession one can hope for in this world, she is the very soul of your being.
I know I'm getting on in years but these were the most precious and wonderful 7 years of my life. I had a wonderful job working with those in need, I have met my partner five years ago, she would literally has given of her self and her love to me unconditionally. I have seen much and traveled much and everywhere I have been in the US and Canada people have been cordial and I was well treated. I have been much blessed and if were to depart from this world I would go with a smile on my face.
Cindy