Hi Victoria. Sure, it is possible that I'll never be happy. I have considered that outcome, and it is one of my bigger fears. However, I've never really liked myself, and I absolutely hate my body, and always have. For a long time, I attributed that to being handicapped, but honestly, it makes more sense that I'm unhappy in my body because I was born in the wrong one - I just ended up with both jokers in the deck in my hand. (handicapped and trans.)
I smile at myself in the mirror when I'm presenting as Paula. I *never* smile at myself as a male. NEVER. I know that's no guarantee of anything in particular, but I take it as a positive sign. I've gone out a couple of times en femme - and it feels GREAT. Being Paula feels natural and normal. Being male feels like I'm in a prison uniform - and I feel so much anxiety that way. I've noticed that I don't like to leave the house en drab anymore if I have time alone at home to be Paula. If my situation were a little different, and my town was a little safer, I think I'd go out as Paula most or all of the time. As it is - if my wife weren't an issue, I think I'd be out presenting as Paula *a lot*. I never want to shop en drab ever again.
As for happiness - I dunno. I am not worried about that so much. I want peace. I want to like myself. I want to stay sane, and alive. I'd take some loneliness and minor unhappiness over the absolute misery I feel right now. Seriously - it would be a good trade.





