I always knew something was off my entire life. My stepdaughter told us they were trans earlier this year and then it clicked. I began cross dressing and for the, first time in my life I've felt comfortable in my own body. Realizing this at 40 has put this thought in my head the I will never reach the visualization I want for myself. Instead of shelling off this current flesh casket for the real one I keep trying to be reckless with my sexuality for a short term coping mechanism. Validation. Pretty obtuse logic. The best part... in seeking this out I oversell myself to almost visibal desperation and don't even get slight interaction/satisfaction. I only get ghosted. The icing on the depression party cake. Realisticly I know this is not an over night thing to handle and I made a promise to myself to be true to who I am from now on... where do I start??? Is this a familiar feeling??? Does it go away??? Any thoughts are appreciated Also i thought going to counciling was a good thing to help. Thanks for your time:3