Cathy, I'm pretty much in the same boat. Very ensconced in my male life. I have a fantastic wife, we've been together one way or another over 30 years. I love my job, it's like I get paid to have fun. So I often wrestle with the questions; "Do I need to transition?", "Do I want to transition?". And, of course, the "Am I f'n crazy to even think this way and what a mess my life will likely turn into?"
You however, much unlike me, sound as if you found that happy medium I have been working hard to achieve for the last 6 years. Your life is working. You are happy. You are actually proud of yourself and your accomplishments. And of course, you have the long time TG issue and tons of doubts we all face.
I tried accommodating my gender problem all my life. For the overwhelming majority of the time I knew I was transsexual, and not just a CD. In my early 20's I twice experimented with transitioning. Twice I opted to "Be normal". Normal, to a point. There was no way I could completely bury Joanne, I needed to cross-dress, at least once a month. My little escape. Several times I needed to start low dose HRT to reset my brain.
This all did, yet didn't work. There are many times each month I slip into a WTF am I doing?, mood. I think Hey, I had a good 30 plus years of faking it, why not try hard for a few more? Hindsight is 20/20. I always need to remind myself "I KNOW what DOESN'T Work". That approach sure did not.
Six years or so I hit the proverbial wall. Yet another of my life's total crash and burns. This time rocking me to the total foundations on which I defined myself on. I even lost my three best friends, Diversions, Distractions, and Denial. I had too much time on my hands, became introspective. I realized how much of a failure it has been. I wasn't a person, I was a thing, a machine. I had no feelings, no hopes, no wishes, no dreams. Just one long ago given up on one. Yet every disaster in my life was because of how I handled being trans.
I realized I needed to bring the two very great aspects of myself together in order to be one whole and happy person. No more Great Wall of China. No more gulag. No more Hollywood facades. (BTW - A big part of which is doing what others expect or what you think others expect of you... as a man). Transition was the absolute last thing I wanted out of this process.
A lot has changed in 6 years. Transition is still not want I want out of the process. However I am more and more realizing transition may just be what I need. I also learned to stop thinking in black and white terms. Transition does not mean one day I flip a switch and from then on I live as a woman. I spent several years living as one part-time. I've been out there in the real world as the real me. I achieved my life long dream of being seen as and accepted as a woman. I felt joy. I felt totally at peace with myself.
It was and still is a long hard process. Lots of self work. Lots of tears. Plenty of fears. My first magical moment came the first time I ever attended a TG support group. It took months to find them and was a 90 mile drive. I knew I could not do this alone. While I thought I knew about all there was about being TG, I was ill prepared for the shock of being in a room full of other people just like me across the TG spectrum. I was overwhelmed. Felt the same the following month. By the third meeting I knew I needed to be there. I also the time had come to fess up to my wife, who was minding our house some 350 miles away, what I've been up to.
Thanks to my family and especially a couple of angels in my support group I survived, I grew, I got onto the path of become a person, a fully self actualized person. I still wrestle with the big transition question. I always get reminded that things are kind of working for me right now. Stop worrying about a future you cannot control. One day at a time. Not exactly my style. I am a world class worrier and get paid well for What If'ing things to death.
I eventually started therapy with the purpose of shedding a lot of the baggage and bad coping methods of being TG I developed over the years. My goal, still the same of bringing the two aspects together in harmony inside my body and soul. Transition? Been there, done that, not for me. Plus seeing an for real gender therapist required another 2 hour drive on top of the 90 minute I was already doing for a TG friendly one. Yes, there is a big difference. When I got another dream job back home in NJ I was back in the middle of what my wife calls TransCentral, just 5 miles from midtown NYC. Unfortunately, this same center of the universe location is also about a thousand times more bigoted and transphobic, as well as godless when compared to rural West Virginia where I was doing part-time. Which in a way is good. It forces me to really look at myself, question, I found a great gender therapist. I am realizing where my true joy and passion does lie.