I fought the girl in me for decades, refusing to admit to myself what I am. When I did come out to my wife over a year ago, she was predictably devastated. She felt betrayed, maybe she still does. I started HRT last fall, she recognized that my mental world improved, but (I'm sure we have all heard this one) she said "I am not a lesbian, I married a man." Thus, while we remain a couple, sort of, we no longer share a bed, physical intimacy, not even a hug. She has her own therapist to help her get through this, and although she accepts me as transgender, she still does not fully accept me as her mate. I am not willing to let go. She is aware of this, I gave her a lovely Valentine's Day card with my own text therein inscribed and she did display it prominently. We still present publicly as a couple, me in boy mode. I hope she can get past this and come to be my mate again, but I suspect that we may not regain the closeness we once shared. For the time being, I'll take what I can get, but I must admit I do find it painful to see her, in a social situation, embracing people; that's more than I get.