Sometimes I wonder: a lot of my life has been about choosing the harder path, always picking the thing that won't be easy and needs a lot of work and concentration. These days I ask myself how much of that was about trying to avoid accepting or even thinking about being trans. Not doing the hardest project makes everything else look easy, just like a distraction, even fun, no matter how hard.
There were a lot of good results from all these choices, but I wonder how my life would have been if I had accepted myself earlier (or even been born a cis girl): easier, harder, what choices I would have made.
But the result is good, now, this person I am.