Hope it's ok to do this, but I'd like to have a HRT progress type thread of my own, but it's not me, it's my partner who is transitioning. Thought it may be interesting for other SOs to see how things pan out, how it affects me and our relationship etc, and also maybe for those you who are going through it to see it through the eyes of the SO.
Brief history (I've posted several times on Susans already). Last September after pussyfooting around for several months the transgender question came to the fore. At the time I truly believed that any hormone therapy would be the line I couldn't cross in terms of our relationship and it would be the end.
He (and he uses male pronouns, so please respect that until such a time that may change) starts on low dose Estrogen patches tomorrow. And I'm still here.
My emotions are all over the place. Before anyone starts telling me what a wonderful partner I am to be so supportive - I'm not. I don't want him to do this, I never wanted him to do this, I don't even know if it's the right thing, but if it's what he really believes he needs, I cannot stand in his way.
So far, he presents male or androgynous (mostly female jeans etc, female underwear at all times), has long hair (no big deal, he's had long hair ever since I've known him), shaves his body all over (I never liked hairy men either, no big deal), has 2 earrings, plucks his eyebrows and wears a little subtle make up sometimes.
We have teenage kids, who don't know. He doesn't want to come out publicly or go full time. I think his dysphoria is body, not social and not genital (he likes his penis and enjoys using it), he doesn't want any surgery. He loves breasts more than anything.
The reason for the HRT is primarily for him to find an inner peace. It may work, it may not, but we are giving it a go.
As I've mentioned in other threads, we enjoy a good sex life, and that is one of my main worries. I am willing to adapt things, and we already have been having slightly different sex.
Wish me luck. And PLEASE don't tell me to enjoy the ride. It's not my ride.
Syl