Quote from: katiej on June 20, 2014, 09:41:21 PM
Thanks so much for all of your help. Your advice is invaluable.
Timely communication...and not hiding things. That's what I'm afraid of. My wife and I have always had good communication, although I admit that I'm not the best at talking about how I'm feeling. But this secret is one that, until recently, I fully intended to take to my grave. So honestly I really have been hiding a big part of myself from her...for a very long time. I think it's understandable...I hope she does too.
I'm definitely not going behind her back on anything though. For that reason I won't even see a therapist until I've talked with her about it.
Another theme that I've noticed among those who have successfully held onto their marriages is that it wasn't a unilateral decision. It seems that the cis spouse becomes a partner in the transition. And even the decision to transition is really made as a team. Was that the case for you guys?
One more question. Some have warned about TMI in the initial disclosure. How was it for you? Obviously I'll have to answer a LOT of questions and do a LOT of explaining. But it would seem that full disclosure is probably not in anyone's best interest. What do you think?
Hi again,
I also intended to take my deepest, darkest secret to my grave. In fact, I damned near did. Twice. OK, it wasn't a secret anymore the second time around, but I had real problems coming to terms with my true self. I mean nobody wants to be transgender. I sure didn't. I was frankly scared sh*tless about how things might play out. I had yet to see a therapist and I didn't think a successful transition was a remote possibility at all, but there I was, completely miserable and feeling like a woman with no possiblilty of ever being content with life. I was getting to the point where I was indifferent to whether I had lived or died.
The reason I never told my wife until I was 43 was that although my dysphoria was always there, it was manageable for most of my life and transitioning was not even close to a necessity. It just sort of always lingered there in the background, but I could keep it in check It would have been nice to have begun transition before testosterone poisoned me, but I was basically OK and for the longest time I could have taken it all to my grave with nobody being any the wiser.
The problem is that gender dysphoria tends to be very progressive in nature. When I married my wife, it was mostly just a small thing in the background. Over time it developed into a raging monster that took center stage and it could no longer be ignored or suppressed no matter how much I tried to drink it away. According to my therapist, her typical first time MTF client is around 40 and had recently lost a significant weight.
Trust me, you did not deceive your wife. You had no idea this would ever happen to you. The fact is that you essentially have a woman's brain and your estrogen receptors are starving. I was shocked when my therapist told me that at bare minimum I really needed to take a low dose of estrogen for therapeutic reasons, transition or not. Some of us can get away without a full transition and just taking a maintenance dose of E to keep from going nuts. At first, this was my plan. I wasn't sure that I was really transsexual material at first anyway, and that a non-binary identity would probably suit me just fine. Androgyne, bigender, whatever... My wife went to therapy with me and the whole thing was explained to her in clinical terms. My therapist told her that I was going to need to take estrogen, and that there would be some changes that would be very positive for me, and that she would need to prepare herself for them. My wife was also told that I may end up deciding that I need to transition fully one day and that my sexual orientation might shift a bit. The fact was that I had no idea what would really happen until I took the estrogen. Part of me didn't want to take it in the first place. What would people think if I suddenly grew tits while presenting male? Awk-ward...
Part of me hoped that the estrogen would do nothing, or just make me irritable and worse like it would do to a cisguy. That way I could just put trans out of my mind. It would have been so much simpler if it turned out that I was just a weirdo or a run-of-the-mill pervert in the end.
On Jan 22, 2013 I bit the bullet and took my first dose. Two hours later, that snowballing sh*tstorm in my head that had plagued me since I was 12 was all but gone. I felt a kind of peace and lightness that I hadn't felt since the testosterone smacked me upside the head early in the 7th grade. My wife immediately noticed that I was truly happy for the first time ever. Now she would not trade me back for him in a million years. No more anger, irritability, rage, anxiety, depression or panic attacks. Who knew I was truly such a sunny, happy person? I sure didn't.
Even if you never transition physically, may I recommend trying a therapeutic dose of estrogen?
Also, you don't know how far this needs to go until you start taking the little steps, just one at a time. When you get comfortable, you can always stop. People sometimes regret going too far with it when you can't go back. We have people here who got the "whole shebang" who now realize they made a big fat mistake. I am all for the baby steps, and I'm not even sure how far it goes. So far I've been full time since March 2013, on a full transitioning dose of HRT since last July and am scheduled to go "balls out" in 3 weeks. I will cross the other bridges when I get to them. Hell, I'm 45 now and if there's one thing I've learned from all of this is patience.
All the best to you and your wife,
Jill