Hi,
about 12 months ago i stepped out the shower, and looked at myself in the mirror. What I saw was a fit, athletic 46 year old male, and that made me sad to the pit of my stomach. That was the moment I finally admitted to myself that I was in the wrong body. Since then I have started cross-dressing and giving life to the real me all in secret, late at night. Everytime I dress I feel right, sorted, calm and happy. I ache when I have to de-femme, and can think of nothing but transitioning into who I should be. The problem (and I know its not unique) is that I am married (25yrs) and have a 10yo daughter. They are both my whole world, and I adore them with everything I have. I could not lose either of them. So its taken me 12 months of depression and hate for myself to pluck up the courage to tell my wife I am gender dysphoric and I want to pursue change.
To my utter amazement, my wife when I sat down and told her the whole sorry mess, after digesting the bombshell hugged me and said 'dont worry!', 'we will deal with this together", "I love you" and "You can count on me for support"...
That was 2 days ago, and I have been so happy you cannot believe. However, she has not said anything else about my news to me since the night I came out. So tonight, I asked her if she had any thoughts, or questions on what was in the future. She then started by saying that she thinks there out to be some ground rules. I shuddered a little, but asked her to continue. She then said that as it was early stages, and I was not planning on going full-time any time soon (we had not discussed that?) then there was a whole slew of people that she did not want me to inform, including my daughter, and my parents! and the other significant rule was that I was not to go 'outside' the home en femme.
It seems to have gone from support and be there for you, to hush it up and hope it disappears.
Another complication is that 10 years ago, I had a tumour that caused me to loose my testes. So I have been on testosterone HRT since. From early January (much to my delight) this testosterone therapy has been causing an excess of oestrogen to build up in my body, so I have started developing breasts and hips already. I am loathed to get it sorted, as I want to start female HRT ASAP, and have an appointment booked with the endo very soon (where I suspect I will be refered to some therapy first).
I dont want to loose her (my wife) I love her so much. And my daughter is my life (My wife works, and I work from home, so I have looked after my daughter daily all her life!). I would die if I lost her. I will die if I cant be female.
I am sitting here as Sarah, 3am, crying, desperate, and feeling so alone that I am typing my sad little story in the hope that strangers who may of gone through this before can drop some seeds of wisdom, encouragement or hope into what seems like a black hole.... Sorry cant type anymore..