Confidence and Guilt

As the days go by, my confidence both grows and shivers under blows that I deal, or that other people deal without understanding.  I understand the dysphoria now, and that was a huge step for me, but I can't just stop there.  I've decided on a new name, and I think that in many private circles, people will begin to use it. I think that's a new thing about myself that I never allowed before.  Progress must be made.  My room, which has been consistently cluttered since I was a child, is clean.  CLEAN.  That's 24 years of clutter, gone.  That in itself shows the confidence I've grown.

Guilt is another matter.  I don't feel any yet for desiring to transition, but what I have felt is a release of guilt for not being 'lady-like'.