Yes, I was harsher than I should have been. My buttons were pushed and I didn't consider the motives of the pushers.
I've been living with this for 50+ years, during most of which I had no idea of what my issue truly was. That was a true hell. Understanding my issue was a relief, but is only half the challenge.
Throughout my life I have developed coping skills and learned how to conform with society's expectations. Having these skills is a bit like giving a transfusion to a bleeding man. It'll keep him alive, but it won't fix his problem. On the other hand, the transfusion will allow time now that the problem is identified, for it to be addressed in the best way rather than in a panic.
That's where I am. I can clearly see the goal and I am progressing toward it at a pace I find acceptable. The fact that I am honest about this is fodder for a critic or two, but it also resonates with people in similar situations.
I have two FTF friends who have followed quite similar paths to transition. They are happy, their careers and relationships are intact, and they are great mentors. Yes, it took longer for them, but the result was worth it.