It was a mistake for me to wait to go on hormones until early this year. I feel so much better about myself, my place in the world, socializing, everything.
My life isn't perfect; I still have some very big stressors to deal with, sometimes, and ways in which I don't sufficiently respect my selves. But I feel more at peace, more often, than ever before. I'm not in conflict with my selves anymore, like I was in the anguished journal entries from ten years ago.
I feel like we're crawling out of our cocoon, and starting to spread our wings.
I hope things continue to get better.