My parents have been my most steadfast support here in the early stages. But at 80+ won’t be able to assist with physical support should it be needed. I do have some friends who stay consistent, but time and distance are issues.
My own insecurities pushed me into longer distance connections as I tried to avoid accidental discovery by one of my employees who are in the LGBTQ community of this relatively small town. Now that I am full time I find myself scrambling to build a close support network. All things with time, but it sure does add to the angst of continued dysphoria.