"What the hell are you doing!?"Those 6 words have been running through my head often of late. I am so torn right now.
I have a beautiful family, a wife and 4 children that all love me very much. I love them all so much, there isn't anything I wouldn't do for them... except this. I cannot be the man my wife wants me to be, or the father my kids may have wanted.
I can't turn back from this path I'm on because I know the truth now, I can see how empty and hollow of a person I was before. Sure, I surrounded myself with people and things that I thought would bring me happiness. And they did, they really did. But it was never enough to fill the void I felt within. If I went back now I may as well just put a bullet in my head because I'd be dead and lifeless anyway... a walking zombie going through the motions and greeting everybody whilst wearing a cardboard mask with a smiley face on it. Only for some reason I'm the only one who can see just how stupid and fake that mask is.
Just the thought of going back sickens me to the pit of my stomach... I just can't.
I know the truth now, the truth I'd kept hidden from myself for years. I tried to convince myself for a long time that I could 'fix' what was inside by surrounding myself with good people and things. I now know that the person I am on the inside was never broken. And
the only way to build a life of happiness is to build it starting from the inside out. I have to accept the girl I am inside and let her flourish.But why, why did this self awakening have to come at such a high price? Why must this change wrack so much devastation in it's wake? I'd probably be fine if it was just my life that was falling apart here. I could deal with with just having to pick up the pieces and start my life anew.
But why must it also destroy the lives of those who are most precious and dear to me too??I am in tears over this and have been in tears over it every night for months. I just had to tell my children the other night that mom and dad were separating, that I'd be moving out. They still don't know the reasons why yet, but it was heartbreaking to have to tell them and see their worlds falling in, to see them in tears and to hear them say "But why Dad, why? Please don't go.. I don't want you to go. Please Dad, just stay...please?"
Dammit, I can't even write this without going into tears 
My wife and I did our best to comfort them, to let them know we both love them and that this has nothing to do with them. But of course they remained in pain regardless. This is a big and emotional change to deal with.
What's worse, this separation isn't just going to be hard emotionally, but financially too. It's simple economics that you can't maintain the same quality of living with the same income but two separate households. My wife confided in me a conversation she had with my daughter yesterday. They were on their way home from my daughter's gymnastics and she told my wife that she wasn't going to be able to compete next season... that it was going to cost upwards of $800 for her new leotard and competition fees
(on top of the $300 monthly fees $200 in gas we use driving there and back) and that there was no way we could afford it anymore. She even expressed some bitterness towards me for putting them in this situation and that she should probably quit gymnastics and take up dance since it's cheaper.
Now, I have no intention of stopping support of my daughter going to gymnastics. My wife and I will figure something out. It won't be easy, but we'll do it. The point is my kids can already see that things are going to be a lot harder. They are already starting to have bitter feelings towards me over it...
and I can't help but feel that they may be justified. I mean I am responsible, I am the one initiating this change. I know it's for my well-being and I tell myself that it's for their well-being too... in the long run... even if they can't see it now. But is it really? Will they really be better off in the end too? Or is that just what I keep telling myself to justify my actions?
I don't know. I really don't know. I truly feel like the bad guy right now, like the villain of my own story. Yay, despicable me.

I will do whatever I can to make sure their needs are met. The sad part is that I just can't do the one thing they want the most right now.
You know it always makes me laugh when someone tells me I must be so brave and strong to be transitioning. I don't know about that, I certainly don't consider myself brave or strong. But sometimes I wonder if those who manage to stay and live the lie for the benefit of their families are the truly strong and courageous ones.
Anyway, I know this is an emotionally charged topic for several of you here, and if it has been triggering I apologize. I just had to let it out somewhere, to someone.