I kindof mostly fit....
In many ways my wife is what is primarily me from doing a full social transition. In some ways she put off any thoughts or attempts at even a medical transition, ie: HRT. GCS, BA, FFS et al have never been on my RADAR for the most part. HRT, specifically low dose HRT, over the decades provided the much needed Brain-Reset. A trick I learned from 2 transition "experiments" in my very early 20's. BTW - She knew of my "Gender Issues" and history very early on, almost day 1.
I avoided dealing with the Trans-Beast for decades. Mostly by employing the 3Ds; Diversions, Distractions, and some Denial. "Just a CD++" I settled on. Between my physical attributes, and a ton of baggage from shame and guilt of being TG, any transition back then was doomed to failure. I was ill prepared for it.
Eight years ago my world was destroyed. Obliterated. Just about anything and everything that I used or had that defined me as Me was taken away. I was fired at peak of my career as VP of Engineering. My wife was growing to hate me. I was hating me. I was lucky and landed a job as an engineer way out of state working in the Seventh Circle of Hell, otherwise known as a defense contractor. Not the sort of place this 'Hero' engineer is compatable with. Most days I felt like a glorified administrative assistant. I was hundreds of miles away from my wife, my home, no friends, culture shock of rural West Virginia vs NYC metro area.
To put it another way, way too much "Quality Time" alone with my thoughts. No diversions, no distractions. Even Denial I lost thanks to a lot of introspection showed pretty much every disaster in my life came along because of how I was NOT Handling being TG. I needed to take the Trans-Beast on for real. I especially needed to do it in a way that hopefully allows me to keep all the other important aspects of my life together. Primarily my wife and I, as shakey as it was and somehow get back to being the Hero engineer once again.
I started working hard to fix myself from the inside, to loose the ton of baggage I accumulated. I needed to have better tools to deal with who I am and learn healthier ways to deal with it. Being out in the middle of nowhere I tried to find some sort of support, Trans-Friendly support. About the only support I found was some 90 miles away, a TG Support Group. I pushed my envelope and contacted the group moderator. Funny how I spent pretty much all my life in the shadow of NYC and never dared to do anything close to this. I passed muster and attended my first meeting some 2 weeks later. I was absolutely floored by it. A fluke I thought. All too new. Next month, just as floored. By the end of the third meeting I knew it was almost too late to tell my wife what was up
Though she knew for some 30+ years of my gender issues, dropping the T-Bomb came as a shock to her (just as it was to me). I cannot tell you how many times I heard "I did not marry a woman", or "If I only knew you were going to..." It was a difficult time for us both. Somehow we got over that initial hurdle and her intense sense of betrayal. In time as she saw how much I was growing as a person, how hard I was working at fixing myself and not making any drastic changes her feelings slowly changed.
Transitioning was the furthest thing on my mind. Been there twice. I told the therapist I found the same thing. I needed to fix me while keeping all the other important aspects of my life in tack. Slowly I got better. Well, better also meant going from what initially was my life saving Low-Dose HRT to full. Life got even betterer. Within a couple of years I was starting to live part-time female. Transitioning was no longer totally off the RADAR.
Now some 7-8 years later, back with my wife in NJ. Back working a dream job being the hero, I do struggle at times over the "Want To" vs "Need To". As much as I may feel down over a life sort of on standby, the oft time feelings of "Hey, I finally got this beat. Time to stop all this silliness".... I sort of mostly learned a lot of the silliness I cannot stop. My wife was the first to see that many years ago when I sometimes offer to stop all this if she wanted me to. She always answered "You and I both know you cannot" usually followed up by "You need to see where this road leads...."
I still live and present primarily as male. In this hell-hole "Village" part-time female is certainly out. I haven't gotten the "I did not marry a woman" in a long time now. I do occasionally get "I can't think of you as a husband with nicer boobs then mine". I always get "I cannot imagine spending my life with anyone else". So her feelings have changed some. If/when we are able to move away from The Village and I can do part-time again.... We'll see how it goes. Even that is now a Need vs Want. Plus a lot of fear factor not being able to really present as female out and about in the light of day as I was. She thinks she'll be OK with that.
It's one day at a time really. One baby-step at a time. We both have made compromises in order to preserve what we feel is important to. What is paramount is "The Us". I guess it also helps that we both place the others happiness above our own.
Just because you are trans does not sentence you to "All or Nothing" There is vast spectrum between Cis-Female and Cis-Male you may be able to find a niche to live within. Broadly speaking, as I need to put it for myself today, is the Non-Binary subset. A sort of having your cake and eating it to. Also keep in mind what you may need to do today to alleviate the GD may work for a long long time. Like my occasional escapes from maleness by cross-dressing did for decades. With the short stints of low-dose HRT. No drastic changes, beyond find peace with yourself and preserving what is important