At a leisurely supper tonight, my wife and best friend of 35 years came undone. All the anger and rage that has been building for at least a year came out. All of the adjectives that you know were used: "creepy, crazy, bizarre, irresponsible" were just a few. I know you know. She finally said, "If you are a woman, we need to get a divorce and you go live your crazy life somewhere without me or your girls." I have been in slow transition for nearly a year, and tried to educate and to not push too hard. I thought she was at least understanding of the process and what I feel I am, but evidently not. I am 64, been married for 33 years, and am between a rock and a hard place. I know who I am and what I am, but I don't know if I have the energy and courage to do what needs to be done. I start HRT in 2 weeks, have and idea of where I want FFS, and ultimately have believed that SRS was to follow. That seemed like it was so far down the road. But, here I am at a decision point. Give up transitioning or lose what I have. I know many others have been at this exact spot and feel the loneliness, numbness, and terror that it offers. I just feel so tired. But, someplace deep in, there is a calm that I cannot explain. I like me and who I am and will not hurt myself..not an option here. So, just wanted to say to others that are alone as a result of this calling that I know what the depths are like. It hurts, really hurts. Blessings to all my sisters.