Gender dysphoria used to be the single most debilitating thing in my life. Well the truth is it probably still is, but I handle it much better now than before. That being said, I had the beginning of a bout with it yesterday. What provoked it? I'm not totally sure, but somewhere between walking from Petsmart and Ross it hit me and hit hard. Situational factors always tend to factor in to it especially when I am depressed or on the verge of depression. Currently I've been looking for a job the past 5 months with no interviews and was actually out looking for a job (at Petsmart, and then Ross).
I know what I did to deal with it though, I started to talk myself up, that I wasn't stupid, or unhireable, that the situation was temporary and an anomaly that I have been jobless so long, and no my life would not be magically better if I were female; it might fix some problems, but not the ones currently bringing me down - if anything I'd probably be LESS hireable.
My brain tends to romanticize the time I was a girl. Granted it was pleasant and peaceful, but so are most days, but I recognize that when my dysphoria hits, it distorts things significantly - makes a normal day as a girl seem extraordinary and a normal day as a guy seem abysmal. Being able to see that has been a key in battling and controlling my dysphoria.
Oh, and thanks for the plug, Nicky!