I transitioned as far as I can because I could not cope with depression and anger any longer. I had already lost one wife and I was working on number two. I knew I had to do something to save our marriage and HRT was the easiest. I had long wanted to transition but being so scared I let others determine for me. I needed the job and while I probably could have done ok. Fear took control. I've always had fear. Heck I let my teeth go because I feared the dentist. I didn't play high school sports because of fear. I didn't socialize because of fear. Because my mind was always in a confused state I had some troubles communicating. I am still not good at it but I try my best. I was pretty much neglected when I was a kid. Mom was more interested in smoking her three packs of Pall Malls a day, her gallon of coffee and watching soap operas. Every conversation ended with an argument. Dad was a hard working guy, a roofer for the city of LA. After fifteen years he became a building inspector. He would come home, eat dinner and then lay down to read the paper and fall asleep.
Meanwhile I prayed to wake up a woman. I would even go to sleep wearing my sisters clothes in the belief that if I went to sleep in her clothes God would see I was serious. If I were born now it would be so different as people are more accepting.
I got sick at 42 and have had four open heart surgeries and seven pacemaker replacements. My first wife caught me crossdressing and a short time later started having an affair. My current wife of thirty-five years, I had stayed with her because it was better than being alone. We had two babies together. How that happened is still a mystery. It must have been a rimshot. I have since realized that she is the rock that has kept me from drifting. I still love her, but I have never really been "in" love with her.
Due to my health I come to believe it was never going to happen, so I just concentrated on working 12 - 14 hours a day, six days a week. I was a pretty good problem solver except for my own. My career was in aerospace with Northrop, Garrett and Boeing. I was materials rep for the original YF17, now F18. We lost the contract because we didn't have experience with landing gear for aircraft carriers. So the contract went to McDonald Douglas. It ended up three years late because MD could not develop the landing gear. How ironic. I then went to work for Garret making helicopter engine parts for Lycoming. Lastly I worked at Boeing and helped introduce the 787. All this time I went to different therapists but once again fear got the best of me. Six times I went each time saying I had stress and could not pull the trigger on what really bothered me. I retired about five years ago and began crossdressing everyday and all the desires came back with a vengeance but I was really sick with Cardiomyopathy, Congestive Heart Failure, atherosclerosis, By the third year I was so miserable I started making life miserable for everybody else. I went to my sisters and had a breakdown. I promised to get help when I got home. One of the things I did at this time was to research being transgender.. Transgender was not a word until the late 80's early 90's. The identity was always described with a derogatory term. Again fear. So I found Susans and I was so impressed I came back again and again. I didn't think I could transition because of my health but thanks to Dena and HughE, I was able to go forward and talk to a gender therapist. I am on blood thinners so blood clots are not something I have to worry about because I am always testing. So three sessions later I had my authorization to proceed. I began HRT and two months later I sat the family down and explained to them that this was always on my mind for as long as I could remember. Then I found out about DES and then everything began to make sense. My small penis, my late descending testicles, my defective heart valve, the depression and on and on. I am a child of the 50's which was prime time for DES. These last two years have been the best of my life. Much of it due to the wonderful ladies I found here. I am taking the time to know people. My icy heart is melting and I am enjoying life like never before. My wife and family are all doing better than ever. I have a setback every once in a while. Last week I needed a cardioversion. This week I found out why I could not swollow. I attend my meetings as the real me. We go to dinner afterwords. I walk the Capitol Hill neighborhood without fear. I visit my therapist. I had my last session with my voice coach and I have about 70% of my facial hair removed. I really enjoy life these days. No more dysphoria, No more depression. I think about future things I will be doing. For the longest time I didn't think I would have one.