I am sitting here today and can feel the significant loss of losing time with my child not having her under my roof. I only get her one day of the weekend the other six day's she is with mom. It is eating at me alive. I feel that dysphoria is a curse due to what I cherished was taken away. I feel very down because of this I fear of slipping into a depression hole.
I am sitting and memories of my past pops up. I was a parent but not that great I am spending much more quality time with her now than I did then. As a transgender parent I am more of a parent but the loss of that time is just disabling me. It just sucks and I don't know how I will ever get used too the situation where I can accept that loss. Where I don't cry when I drop her off for the week. Where I don't go home and it feels empty.
Being transgender was something but the cost of transitioning was greater than I could imagine, my ex warned me and say you are going to transition and still not be happy. Well here I am today still not happy. transitioning for me can't make up for that loses of my family unit and time with my child.
I am working on building a new home with a new person we are staying together for 4 months now it is still early days and things are going well. We did have rough patches with depression and anxiety though. We might get engaged this year he doesn't want to say that we are going to but we had a chat about it. We had a chat about kids and there is hope for children of our own. The thing is it won't be my own blood child the best I thought I could do is ask my sister to donate a egg. It would still be of my blood line then.
It is sad for me where my life has gone because I pictured myself in a complete different situation at this point of time. I was supposed to be a husband have my own internet startup, it failed because I could not function in life and work on it any more. I was going to have one more child so I would have been the father of two. But that is what I wanted and where I imagined myself. I could not have thought I would sit here a transgender woman divorced and without my child writing this post. How dysphoria changed my life and the choices I made.
I can tell you guys all the good things about now and how my life has changed for the better. My opportunities but once depression and hurt comes it feels as if you can't enjoy those things. I don't know what to do anymore.

I hate the feeling of being broken and hurt.