I've been thinking about how to write this for some time...so please bear with me as I attempt to get it all out there.
My husband is leaving me. Or am I leaving him? The story:
He has been my main source of emotional support. My best friend. When I came out, he stood with me. He encouraged me to start hormones when I was worried that doing so would make him want to leave. He said that would never happen. He even posted here occasionally!
About six months into my transition, things were amazing. To me at least, our marriage felt stronger than ever before. I was finally feeling comfortable, and I was able to focus more on doing things for our relationship. We were getting out of the house more, trying new things, setting exciting future plans. Where I had been depressed and emtionally empty, I now felt energized, adventerous, and even occasionally sexy (a first!).
Then one day, out of the blue (to me at least) when I was giving him a kiss, he pushed me away and said, "sorry, I can't do this anymore."
"This," it turns out, is feel any kind of attraction to me. And to be clear, I can't fault him for that. The guy isn't into other guys. He gave it a good try. So good, in fact, that when I look back at the months leading up to that moment, I can't help but feel like he was leading me on a little. I felt crushed. I almost wish he had just up and left me right then and there. But instead it got more confusing.
His first thought about this situation is that it didn't seem like a big deal. He told me he thinks he could see himself being married to me for the rest of his life, and that we could be like 'brothers' or room mates. We are good friends, that will never change. A year or two ago, before transition, I would probably have been ok with that arrangement, since I loathed my body and would never have wanted anyone touching it anyways. But now...now when I was finally starting to feel like a complete person with an existant sexuality. If I was older maybe, and had been married for a long time, this might not have fazed me as much. Don't most marriages end up losing the romance eventually? But I'm still in my 20s. I've been married less than 8 years. I feel that such an arrangement would rob me of a chance for a relationship where the love isn't purely platonic.
It has been a few months since that revelation. We've talked about it a lot. Divorce came up of course, and he pretty much said, 'if that's what you want.' He wants me to initiate the process in court; he doesn't want to be the one doing the leaving. I feel safe with him. I'm having trouble picturing my life without him. However it is emotionally exhausting to be completely in love with someone while they purposely keep you at arm's length. Can I don that for the rest of my life?
So I'm incredibly confused. Am I wrong in wanting a romantic relationship? Is that worth throwing out an otherwise "perfect" marriage? I married young. I've never even dated another person. I'm well aware that as a trans person my prospects at finding any relationship, let along one as 'stable' and comfortable as my current one are slim. If I leave, will I regret this forever? If I don't leave, will the resentment at not being completely loved do me in eventually? Is the romantic aspect of a marriage really that important? (well clearly it is to me, otherwise I wouldn't be writing this I guess)
One last thing: my husband has made remarks about 'if he starts dating again' etc, so I suspect he wants (and definitely deserves imo) a woman who can make him happy. I wonder if it comes down to guilt for him - he wants a life too, but doesn't want to leave me to fend for myself, since he promised not to at the beginning of all this. He is also fairly religious, and has strong notions that marriages are a spiritual contract that should be preserved even if it means great self-sacrifice.
Anyways, this situation has sent me to a really really dark place for the last few months. It's getting worse, and I have no friends, no family to discuss this with. I'm chasing my tail in the dark. If anyone could shine a light in, give their thoughts or advice, I'd really appreciate it. Am I just being selfish? Is love overrated? Or should I get out and try to build another life while I still have time (and allow him to do the same?).
Thanks for reading,
Ford