Hey, I am used to being small crowds. As a child, I was in "Learning Disabled" classes from 1st to 11th grade. I dropped out of college because I didn't understand my studies and was just not feeling happy with myself. For years I wrote about transgender characters in my short stories without knowing what exactly it was. It wasn't until 20s that I discovered what this whole concept was about. I was depressed, on Social Security Disabilty and nothing was helping my sadness. A lifetime of it because I didn't fit in and nobody gave me a chance to do so. I went to a LGBTQ meeting and deluded myself into believing it was the main thrust of the place. It wasn't. Long story short I"m in my early forties now and I can't handle the dysphoria or conflicting emotions any more. I told my shrink about it and she only asked of my sexual preferences. Guess I ask her again about it. And see what she says about treatment options if any.