Martine, I have those mornings, A LOT, and they can make your entire day a struggle!
I also have those times, late at night when spiro drags me out of bed when, passing the bathroom mirror, the gloom masks my beard shadow, and the perky teenage tits on my middle aged body and the gentle curves I'm developing shame my shrinking penis into hiding. Then I know I can be successful and a gentle smile lights my face and I can go back to sleep and dream happy dreams... until the darned spiro wakes me up again!
When the mirror mocks me I remember those happier times and I can reflect that I'm making slow steady progress and, if I don't quite look female yet, I look a tiny fraction more like one than yesterday and yesterday more than the day before.
It's a long weary road we trudge, but we can get there if we keep our dreams realistic. I don't know about you, but I don't have four million dollars to spend on surgeons, so I'll never be glamorous like Caitlyn Jenner, but it is in my power to be a middle aged woman, about as good looking as I appeared as a man and that's more than I asked for when this all started a year ago.
Be real and that's enough.