Well, here I am sitting in my chair on a Sunday morning having a drink and peanut butter M&Ms trying to get calmed down and stop this incessant crying.  I feel stupid because my trials and tribulations are not nearly what I've read other have faced on here.  I have until noon to calm down as that is when my wife gets back from church and I don't like breaking down emotionally in front of her.  My wife and I are still together, though we have basically been just close friends who share a house while leading our separate lives.  She has drawn her line in the sand as:  we can stay together as long as it doesn't become obvious to others I am transitioning.  Well, I've only been on HRT for 5 months so it's pretty easy for me to stay concealed in man-mode now, even though some of my wife's friends have asked what is going on with my hair (it's a little past shoulder length what little I have left).  I would like to have FFS in January, but I know that will be crossing her line and my time with her will then be over.  
I think to myself "Why am I doing this to myself...to us?"  Since starting HRT, I feel sooo much better mentally and right now I feel "normal".  So normal I feel like I should be able to stop the HRT, remain in control, and lead a regular life.  But I've read the stories others have submitted saying the old feelings come right back and I definitely do not want that to happen.  Before I went on HRT, right before I started, I felt like I was coming apart at the seams.  But I also feel like the life I've known all these years is falling apart now.  It hurts so bad and I am so scared.
Now I'm on my 2nd drink and another bag of peanut butter M&Ms.  They are just so delicious.
The stupid thing is I have no plans to transition socially unless I can pass.  I don't think I am nearly strong enough to withstand societal condemnation.  I just have no desire to be a spectacle or the object of ridicule and I applaud all those that can.  I admire their strength of character to show their true selves.  As I write this I realize how narcissistic this must sound.  I think I have to stay on HRT just to retain a semblance of sanity, but I'm afraid if I do the other things (FFS, GCS, etc., which I do selfishly want) and don't end up passing, I'll have sacrificed my life for naught.  Does that make sense?  I sometimes wish there was just a community made up entirely of transgender people where no one would have to face the rejection and hostility of "normal" society.  I think I could happily move there.... if there were such a place.
Anyway, the M&Ms are now gone and the drinks have made me a little calmer.  So that's good.  I know there are no perfect answers out there.  Nor do I expect anyone to have one.  I guess I just needed to write this all down and vent a little.  And for that, I thank all who read this.  Hope it wasn't too much of a bore.  Can you tell the alcohol and sugar are making my mood a little better already?  LOL  Time to get my work clothes in the dryer and I've also got 2 toilets to clean.  Ick, but necessary.
Trivia question for those of you who watch "It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia":  What was the name of the board game they invented?  And extra bonus if you can name one of the many rules.  No cheating by checking online.