First off, mega credit to @biblicallyaccuratemoth for creating the Dysphoria Demon. They're a wonderful character and if you haven't read Mina's stuff you absolutely should.
Dysphoria can strike in a lot of different ways, and while I do get the occasional pang of feeling "less than" in one physical aspect or another, the demon of my transition so far has almost exclusively been doubt.
Not doubt over me being trans, but doubt over whether going through with my transition was the right call to make.
99% of everything has been an absolute joy.
...but the 1% that isn't has been incredibly painful. So painful that there are times it makes me wonder if I should have stayed in the closet.
My message to you is this: doubt is going to be a specter looming over every decision you make, but it's ok to doubt.
Doubting means you're giving something careful consideration. Doubting means you're not making a decision just to make a decision.
I'm glad I have doubts; every time I do and reflect on them, I come to the same conclusion:
Coming out and beginning my transition is hands down one of the best decisions I've ever made, and I'd make it again and again.
