I've been trying my best to ignore the dysphoria for the last three or four months. The last month seemed to be going pretty well. I haven't been able to bind for a few weeks because of bronchitis and asthma. And it was getting to where it didn't bother me quite as much. And then tonight...BAM. I was hanging out with a group of friends (they don't know yet). And after being called she a few times...and then at one point when I offered to help set up a table and chairs, one of the girls joked that that was what the guys were for. The dysphoria just kept getting worse and worse. I knew it wouldn't go away (it hasn't in the past) but it just seemed all the stronger for trying to ignore it.
