Hi everyone!

For context, I am 22 years old, and would regularly tell my parents as a young child that I wanted to be a girl when I grew up. I'm at square one of transition, pre-hrt, haven't chosen a name etc.
The path I'd like to take is to come out to my dad, select friends and then begin HRT and undergo a slowish step by step transition. Here's my first draft of my letter to my Dad. I really want to keep it short and open. Let me know what you think?
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Dad,
Part of me wonders if you have been expecting this day since I was younger, but that doesn't make it any easier in writing to you. Growing up, I've always felt different. Like my body doesn't match who I am, and right now it's proving painful hiding who I am any longer.
Over the past few weeks I have been speaking to a private GP who specialises in Gender Dysphoria and thinking deeply about how I want to live my life. Our chats over Christmas about reaching later life and having lifelong regret is something that I absolutely do not want to go through, and why now is the perfect time to start living as my authentic self.
I've decided to begin a transition to match my external sense of gender to my internal sense, which is female. This will be a slow journey, but it is a journey I'd like you to be a part of. The next steps in my journey are ones of experimenting, re-finding myself and learning to love myself. Hormone Replacement Therapy is on my radar, and something I'd like to begin to kickstart my medical transition. I have some .pdf information I can send you for more info about that.
It's still early days, and I have no big reveal planned. No a-ha moment. I'm just asking that you start this journey with me. Your love and guidance has helped shape the path to where I am today, and only hope that will continue to go on in the future.
I know this might be a lot to digest, but I am still myself and I love you. For the time being, I've deactivated some of my social accounts and ask that you contact me via email (on xxxxx) and keep this to yourself.
Love,