Okay ladies, I certainly am not here to rant or vent, but you all have been so amazing with your struggles and your help, obviously it is cathartic for me to post here once again.
Oh, it has been a long while, nearly two years and its that time again, my two year period.
Before I dive directly into the deep pool, please understand that I still regularly see a therapist, who is divine (more on her later), and the opportunity to begin HRT is forever on the table, even highly recommended, and the scripts have even been written and approved numerous times.
Here is the conundrum:
I NEED TO BE ALLOWED TO START MY FREAKING JOURNEY!
A little backstory. Two years ago I completed many serious months of very regular discussions with my therapist who is very active with the community and highly understanding, I am still with her. She recommended that I wait absolutely not a minute longer and begin my journey. Went to a great Dr., passed all the medicals, and was prescribed meds by injection as was ready to fly, except for one problem, the famiglia.
I am like too many over compensating for my needs by being the "alpha male", great provider, family guy, dad. The time, two years ago could not have been better. The boys out of college, starting and achieving in their lives, wife found busy jobs to keep her from being bored. She has a very nice life outside the home and without the kids, they live away, and a social life of her own because of it. But then, "Orange is the New Black".
We had a conversation about the TG woman on the show and her bigoted, self-centered, suburban, right-ish political spew about how un-natural, blah, blah, blah, that all the confusion of gender is BS came out. Boom!! Lock the closet.
I love her, and the family, but for the um-teenth time I realized I could never leave the lie I have created and lived in, these are my shackles to never be allowed to change.
I love the family and am ever proud of every thing that we have achieved, and been able to hide the dysphoria over, and over, and over. But like all of you, it comes back more real and significantly more painful every time. However, now that our lives have changed so much it feels like this, as good as any other time in our relationship, is an awesome time to move forward. It has been so painful.
Pain, so much pain. I have gained 40 pounds from 170 to 210 in the last year. ONE YEAR. Obviously I am eating to hide my hopes, we gotta feed something. At 6', for a guy it's ok, but for a lady, pffffft. Gonna need to lose THAT weight! Considering we don't, or haven't had relations for years, we are just great roommates..... The therapist knows I am in so much pain and recommends I begin HRT and tell the spouse, but I don't know if I am ready to deal with both the collapse of an amazing family and the emotions of a new journey all at the same time.
So, here is the question, (thank you for being patient):
Should I just get started on the HRT and Katy bar the door when changes begin (I am now 54 so it's gonna be hide-able for a while, probably a long while)
Then I can say, "well here I am!!!
This is sooooo freaking crazy but on a daily basis my head is going to explode.
Love you all.