I know exactly how you feel if that makes anything better… The closer to my imagined ideal I get, the bigger even little things seem to feel. Sometimes it’s hard looking at old pictures where you knew how good and feminine you felt when the picture was taken and seeing for example even the slightest shade of beard under the makeup that you didn’t even notice then… If anything that probably means you’re making progress, getting used to your new self and taking it as the new normal, so it becomes the new baseline for your brain, like getting used to sunlight after stepping outside from a dark room instead of a lit one. It’s all relative.
I know exactly how you feel if that makes anything better… The closer to my imagined ideal I get, the bigger even little things seem to feel. Sometimes it’s hard looking at old pictures where you knew how good and feminine you felt when the picture was taken and seeing for example even the slightest shade of beard under the makeup that you didn’t even notice then… If anything that probably means you’re making progress, getting used to your new self and taking it as the new normal, so it becomes the new baseline for your brain, like getting used to sunlight after stepping outside from a dark room instead of a lit one. It’s all relative.