So the first two weeks or so after finding self acceptance I was on cloud nine, had my first therapy session and my overwhelming depression I've dealt with nearly my entire life was just swept away.
All good things must come to an end... These last few days I've been going back and forth in my head about whether I'm a strong enough person to go through with this. I know in my heart it's what I want and I also know I'm going to be miserable if I don't go through with a full transition.
Having said that just as long as I've been depressed, I've also lacked self esteem and any sense of pride in myself... I've more or less hated myself and certain things about me, things that go even beyond the trans issue. The fact that I'm of above average intelligence, but can't get motivated for the life of me.
The fact that I'm still a virgin at 31 (the trans issue might play a role in that one, just never really felt comfortable with the whole sex thing... at least without love and well love never came for me) Still if your a virgin at 31, chances are your a loser regardless of the reasoning behind it.
The fact of the matter is that I've always been my own worst enemy. Was so confident after accepting who I am, that for those initial two weeks I told the friends and family I've confided in so far, that I for the first time in my life, I felt that I could accomplish anything I set my mind to and that any challenges that I came across in terms of the transition or anything else I could beat.
Ha that sure lasted a long time. My dysphoria was really bad at work today, almost emotionally broke down a few times due to overwhelming sadness about presenting as a male. I hate having to play a role, which is what I'm doing as a male. Just not certain I have the strength to carry this process through to completion and it hurts. I guess when push comes to shove, I'm just a physically and more importantly emotionally and mentally weak person.
Story of my life I suppose, haven't ever accomplished anything, likely never will accomplish anything. Miserable until the day I mercifully die.
Quick edit:
Have another therapy session on this coming Wednesday, hopefully that will help get my confidence back and things moving forward.
Kudos to those of you who have been able to put happiness ahead of any fears and doubt about being able to pull this off... it's truly an enormous undertaking with passing.. and job issues.. and family issues.. etc etc.
As I sit here crying uncontrollably, please know you are all infinitely stronger than what I am.