Hey @Ainjoule and @tyme, just seeing your comments now. Thanks for making me feel safe again. And thank you both for acknowledging my sobriety. It honestly means a lot that people will do that here.
Going forward, I think I'll engage less with other people's posts. That's probably the smartest approach, given how raw my emotions are. At least it's one surefire thing I can do to minimise the risk to my mental health? And it definitely shortens the list of topics my brain can fixate on.
Thank you @Ainjoule for telling me what your life experience has been. It gives me hope... and also made me wonder about what my rock bottom would be. I'm so stuck in this new struggle that I'd forgotten what my pre-transition and early-transition life was like. And it's actually pretty reassuring to think back to that miserable time? Because that was a rock bottom few years. I was treated like absolute garbage.
I truly never thought I'd have a body that I love so much, a voice I enjoy hearing, and an identity that is rock solid. I still really enjoy what I see in the mirror. But I'm so comfortable in my body that it's just become my new norm. I'd forgotten how impossible this life seemed when I was an egg. I guess that's the trap of depression? Catastrophizing what you're currently going through and forgetting what you've survived.
Anyway, I don't know if that all makes sense. Thanks for reading. I hope everyone reading this is doing alright.
Edit: It's probably obvious from the tone of this reply, but my mood has swung wildly in another direction. I managed to thread the needle today. I did a lot of exercise (by my standards) and kept the pain relatively controlled. The ups and downs are so exhausting, and I wish they were more reliable, but right now I feel good. It's mind boggling that I felt so completely hopeless yesterday. I don't know if I'll ever get used to how rapidly a mental state can change.