What tears us apart is the conflict between gender dysphoria and our circumstances. For many, including myself, now isn't an opportune time to learn how to live as the opposite sex and accept all of the available treatments, but when a transgender individual moves to the opposite extreme of the spectrum and doesn't accept any treatments available to them, a miserable existence, that metastasizes to those that care about them, awaits.
Sometimes, but with ever diminishing frequency, I still wonder, "WTF am I doing??? 9 months ago I was 170 lbs, bearded, short haired, very muscular, and immediately respected socially. Now I'm 150 lbs, my beard is almost gone, I have long hair, and behind my back, I hear whispers such as, "ogromna dziewcyna" (Polish for "gigantic girl"). Why do I want this???" As I continually drill into your mind, we don't choose what we like, and even though it requires us to make some sacrifices, if we listen to our pain, and refuse to capitulate to irrational fears, we can create a better compromise.
I empathize with you, because I also know what its like to ignore your emotions and live practically. I know all of this can seem ridiculous, but my life, as your life can, has improved in all aspects, in comparison to the melancholic existence I once gritted my teeth through. There really isn't a good argument for unnecessary repression.