First a little backstory
My wife has accepted and supported my transitioning and we decided to have not expectations but try and work things out. We have always been close and also have always been best friends. Since coming out we both agree there were no expectations that we would stay married, but we both hoped that we we be able to and stay happy. (We also own a small company together.) We've have good days and bad days and some heated arguments about me lying to her by not telling her I was transgender earlier even though I had been in denial to myself for some long. The same day I realized it is when I told her. At first she didn't believe me, but after a while she did. Yes, it's not fair to her, but she knows it's not fair for me to keep living a lie.
We've been closer lately than even before I started HRT. She identifies as Queer/Pansexual and at times she will say she is bisexual but if you tell her she is, she gets upset. She hasn't been out to her parents (even though she told me she would come out after I came out to them that I'm transponder MtF.) She claims that it's not that she is in denial about being bi (several of my lesbian friends with gaydar swear she is really a lesbian in denial.) A month ago I came out to her parents and their was reaction was OK at first but then they later they think I'm converting their daughter to a lesbian after 16 years of marriage. She has hinted to her parents by saying she has found women attractive, but that's it, she didn't really say she was bisexual. She did have a D/S relationship with sexual exchanges from another woman last summer prior to me even coming out to her about being transgender. A month after telling her parent about me, they have been more accepting of me and we even talk on the phone. (They live in TN, we live in Northern NJ.) Still they feel she needs to be rescued and she needs to come and visit them. I have also been out to everyone since then and have nothing but positive support with the exception of my father (divorced from my mother) when I came out to my immediate family in October.
I thought things were going well until Valentines Day evening.
My Valentines Day evening started off bad but still managed to good time with the help of friends. Valentine's Day is also my wife's and I anniversary. She had been feeling bad most of the week from a serious migraine but I still made plans to surprise her with that night. (I did tell her I had something planned.) That morning I surprised her with some chocolate and a card and she felt bad that she had not had a chance to get something (she always waits till the last minute.) I told her not to worry as she had been sick on Wednesday and we were snowed in on Thursday.
I had to go see a client that afternoon and she needed to take a friend to the airport and my client is right next to the airport. So she dropped me off and picked up her friend and took her to the airport giving her time to get a card or something if she wanted. She could have sent me an e-card or made something (she is a programmer and a graphic artists) and I would have been perfectly happy. Anyway she picked me up at the client around 5pm (it was good timing on that part) and then she told me she was invited to a ex-girlfriend's (the one she had the experience with in the summer) new Girlfriend and her kids for Valentines dinner they were having. I was invited too, but she wanted to go alone. I'm also friends with both of them. She asked if I was OK with that, and I said well it is Valentine's Day and our Anniversary, but do what you want. (And I didn't get a card or anything.) She said she would cancel if she wanted me to, but at that point I wanted her to just go as I wanted to spend time away from her myself after she told me her intentions. She then tried to justify herself by saying we have been together nearly 24/7 for several weeks which we are together a lot since we work together, but there have been 2 or 3 days a week where I'm at a client or getting electrolysis etc. Even then of all days to do this, it upset me. After we left the client I drove and she spoke with her mom on the cell phone the 30 min drive home. When we got home, she was getting ready and apologized again for not inviting me, but she needed time away and she would make up for it next weekend. I said OK, but thinking in my mind let's just see how this plays out. I told her I may go out with one of my lesbian friends who had texted me on the drive home to see if we wanted to get together with some friends inviting both of us if we didn't have plans already. (We are good friends and we've been there for each other over relationship issues just as friends of course. She's had her share of bad relationships in the last year since she broke up with her ex-girlfriend from a 7 year relationship. She also knows everything about our relationship some of it being told by my wife.) My wife said to go out and have fun and tell everyone she said hello. (Like she wasn't doing anything wrong.)
My wife left, kissing me on the cheek but purposefully avoiding kissing me on the lips on the way out. (She's gone back and forth on this action for several months.) I texted my friend back that it would be just me and later she came by and picked me up with one of her friends (she was in the area) and we met for dinner with another friend. The four of us had a great dinner and of course I was asked about my wife and I told them what happened and they were upset for me. Afterwards we talked about a lot of other subjects and her friend Liz asked a lot of questions about my transitioning. She is divorced and never been with a woman and was in love with my lesbian friend's personal trainer (that is also a lesbian but not interested in Liz.) Anyway, afterwards she wanted to go dancing and she had always wanted to go to lesbian bar that has dancing. So my friend and I knew exactly were to take her in Manhattan (10 minutes away) and so we went. We ended up having a great time talking and dancing and Liz had a blast. I had been there before and have been accepted well. She didn't meet up with anyone, but did have some women interested in her. I was also approached and that boosted my ego

. It was fun seeing Liz having such a good time. So the evening ended on a good note. Afterwards we took her home and then my friend took me home and we talked a little about my relationship with my wife trying to help. Which she did emotionally help me deal with things. We both came to the conclusion that my wife doesn't know what she wants. I was telling her about how my wife keeps saying she needs a man to be happy, yet she had an OKCupid account listing herself as bi, but only answering messages from other women. When I point this out to my wife, she claims that she doesn't want a relationship with a man because it would hurt me more than with a woman. Despite telling her that it would not, she insists that it would. I have told her that she needs to figure this out and she feels that if she did have a sexual non D/S relationship with a woman she would know for sure. My friend and I also discussed how she keeps flip-flopping all the time, but this has been going on for almost a year, way before I came out as transgender in October.
On the way home, my wife did call me (it was about 3am) and she had just got back home. In the past she would text me when leaving, but no this time. I told her I was on the way home and would be there soon. After I got home, my wife was friendly I told her about Liz and where we went (which she had no issues with it) and she told me a little about her evening and we were both very tired and fell asleep. The next morning (today) she was still friendly and says she loves me but hasn't given me any affection. Unfortunately she got another migraine after we went out for a eyebrow waxing appointment and lunch. I just just don't know what to think anymore about her. She says she wants things to work out and I want to give her space, but sometimes I feel like a convenience to her and taken for granted. I've been patient about this, but I don't know how much more I can take of this. Should I try longer or start putting my foot down more about things.