Thinking about it some this evening, about the fact that my dysphoria about not being able to bear children comes and goes in waves and has since I started in my 30s
Last year when I had finally cracked, it was in the middle of a wave of that. So I spent the first couple weeks not even wanting to try beginning to transition. Because I was dysphoric and depressed and couldn't see why I should even bother because I couldn't get what I wanted to be able to do

