Hello!

So I'm only just starting on this adventure still pre-everything. Still in limbo between cities, but looking at going to a doc asap to get me a referral to the good stuff. I have nobody I can really talk to atm, so excuse the text wall.

About 5 months ago I started wondering about who I was. Like major 'mid'-life crisis. I've always had problems with depression, social anxiety and self-esteem issues. I was also seriously bullied for all 18 years of school. I threatened to attempt suicide a couple of times (not actually going through with it, just a cry for help).
I'd never really thought about who I was before. I've inherited PCOS from my mother. She had gestational diabetes while pregnant with me...sooo I've always been hairier than the other girls - I was convinced for the longest time that they actually shaved their arms and I was the norm.

Anyway with the PCOS came facial hair. My first inkling of realisation was that I rather liked it and would let it grow out so long when I didn't need to leave the house (shaving out of habitual fear of harrassment). Then I wondered why as a 'nice girl' I didn't hate it. I did some searches and looked at some youtubers. Thought lots. Made a list of questions. Did more searches to answer them. Thought some more. Then I found one blog that mentioned a later realisation, not the popular 'known since I was born'. I'm not saying that those people aren't right - just not everybody was that early.
Reflected on my childhood (only child). The times I tried to copy my father shaving. The time I snuck into the woodshed with scissors and cut my hair, coming inside to look in a mirror and exclaiming with delight 'I look like a boy!' [cue mother's scream...it was a reeeeally bad cut XD]. The endless hours of playing with my matchbox cars - my mother ended up getting me some dolls 'cause she felt guilty. Telling my mother I'd rather be a boy - her noncomittal answer that 'boys have problems too'. The awkward attempts to pee standing up through a toilet roll liner - needless to say a cardboard STP isn't up to even a childs bladder.

The recurrent dream I had from around the age of 5 up till I was 14 where I was a man in a gay relationship. The role play as a man with my lifesize female doll...erm...yes... The extreme shame about my body when I hit puberty. There was no way in hell you could convince me to change in the changing-room rather than the changing-room toilet for PE class.
Looking back it kinda seems obvious. When I came out to my parents, they weren't particularly suprised...
I met my current and only boyfriend in my second to last year of school. We've been together for around 8 years now, but he's not confident it'll last out my transition. Guess we'll see. Problem is he's very straight, and well I'm not. Well...anyway.
I've had problems with my weight and overeating since moving in with my boyfriend 5 years ago. Atm I'm overweight and have PCOS - is that likely to effect my chances on getting on T sooner than later?
siiigh It feels better to talk.