Yesterday I was on top of the world. The husband was told, I had a plan to get myself and my children away from him, out of this city, and to finally be supported, to start my new life. Then today, I am left in depression.
Last night I spoke to my husband about me taking our kids across state lines, and to my mother's house. He lost it, crying, having his own panic attack, and then he told me that he wasn't going to let me take the kids. So I stupidly threatened legal action. I only said it, because I thought for sure I would win custody. Then he pulled out all of the stops. Told me he would get custody, that I wouldn't have a leg to stand on, because all he had to do was tell the judge I was trans, and there would go my children. I realized he was right. Possibly. I live in the south, where bigotry runs rampant. The judge would probably automatically give him custody, and I would lose my children. Even in New York, trans people have to fight an uphill battle to gain any custody of their children.
I don't know for fact that I would lose, but it is a high enough possibility, that I can't chance it. I can not lose my children. They are the most important people in the entire world to me. Losing them, would devastate me.
I tried again and again to get my husband to understand that I can't help what I am feeling. He seems to think I have created it myself, and that I can fix it. Then he woke me at 3 in the morning to cite a bunch of mental health articles he was looking at. Ones that talked about psychiatrist needing to work at the root problem, versus giving into "my delusions" by letting me transition. And that there are so many people in the trans community that regretted transition and ended up committing suicide because of it. That I wouldn't actually be happy, that I would pretend to be happy just to prove him wrong. That I need to see a therapist that is going to work with fixing the root of the problem, and transition isn't the answer.
Now I am stuck again. Stuck in a marriage I can't get out of it. Stuck not transitioning. Stuck not being able to be Trent for possibly ever. I can't do anything. I feel so completely powerless. The only thing I feel like I can do, is try and make my marriage better, but how much good is that going to do? I am still going to be yearning to be me, and still be unable to have it happen.