What is really sad is that the more I deny my feminity, the more I want to express it. Like with shaving my legs, I hate having hair on my legs. It feels so nice to be smooth, but my wife doesn't like for me to do it, because it reminds her of my issues. I am an avid bicyclist. Many who ride bikes shave their legs. I was at a bike shop looking around and when I got home I told her that I fit right in because of the shaven legs. That pissed her off, because she doesn't like for to bring it up. It is ok if she does, but I am not to bring it up.