I would connect these things to the "if you don't deal with it right, then you won't be able to pass, and you must stress over them because of that" group, but I really can't. They make me sad simply because they exist.
Facial hair, and for that matter, excess body hair. There's not even a need for body or facial hair that I can think of anymore, and dealing with it sucks.
Tucking (pre OP). It can sometimes hurt.
Enlarged trachea, again, why?
Relationships that started before transition. Why is everything so complicated?
Being poor. If I weren't poor none of the above would be an issue anymore. (At least you can work your way out of it)
I just woke up this morning and sat down on the couch. I am not looking forward to the 30 minute morning routine that isn't guaranteed to provide passing results. I do it because I feel much less crazy afterward, but I am soooo tired of the feeling of futility. It feels like I traded some major anxiety for a constant battle with my body. That sucks too.