100%. I just go through the motions for the sake of those around me. After a bit of a personal crisis from some marital issues a couple years ago (no major event, just resentments/grievances I never noticed built up until I got blindsided one day), I realized I had basically zero sense of self outside of my obligations. If you stripped away "being the perfect son/father/husband/employee/mechanic/landscaper/handyman," I was literally nothing. No hobbies, no social life, no dreams/aspirations. Everything was just "be a better [insert role here]". I'd just lived 30 years changing masks and living solely towards the service of others. I always looked at my kind of self-denial as a borderline religious virtue, like I was such a better person because I could just operate with zero regard for my own happiness/wellbeing. But when that was kind of temporarily taken away during that, it forced me to accept that I'm not some kind of special selfless person - it was just a coping mechanism to a less-than-optimal childhood that I never learned to get away from. And accepting that led me to accept a lot of other things. I started doing some things solely because I wanted to, started speaking my mind at work, stopped caring as much about what others think. And ultimately, it got me to finally start HRT to see if it helps my dysphoria.