So, my wife came home from work last night, and she started discussing with me the repetitive (and frustrating) topic: what if we can't afford you to transition. Tbh, we aren't in a fantastic financial state right now, but we're working our way out of it.
The plan (deal, whatever you like to call it) was that we would have a second child, and during my wife's pregnancy, I would start my therapy back up.
Part of the problem I have is that a child costs considerably more than the steps I want to take to transition right now. No FFS, NEVER GRS (unless I hit the freakin' lottery), no boob job, planning on doing laser myself with an at home method. So, really, only need therapy, doctor's appointments, and hormones. Honestly, with that, I had roughly calculated it, and it isn't all that expensive in my mind.
We've had this convo several times. She constantly asks me if I'm going to leave if we can't afford to transition, to which I replied no. She says she has dreams, like remodeling the house, or buying a boat. I guess the thing that hurts is that these things are expensive... and to me it comes off as my happiness is second rate to making our house look really nice. I'm not suicidal. My dysphoria is.... hm, "bearable for now." I put it that way, because knowing I can transition sometime in the near future makes it not so bad. But taking that off the table.... the last time that happened, I went downhill quickly. Again, not suicidal, but my work ethic went down, I was very depressed, and I had lost interest in almost everything, even my marriage. Short of suicide, I felt like giving up on life.
I do not want to put my family into bankruptcy. Being female but living on the streets would be a nightmare for me. But... again, putting our house before me.... it sucks. I know my wife has dreams about our house, and things we'd like to do, etc. etc. I just wish that THIS was important to her as well.
Tbh, no, I hadn't thought about what would happen if we couldn't afford it. But, again, my wife constantly tells me that when we can afford it, this is what she'd like to do to the kitchen, and she'd like to close in the garage to make a playroom, etc. etc. And here I sit, a man who can't stand what he looks like, waiting for a woman to appear in the mirror one morning....
Help...