Hi, I haven't posted much as I'm just 3 months HRT (tomorrow) and I dunno... just doing the lurking thing and so forth. There are some really, really sweet stories (totally cried over one or two of them) and some horror shows happening here.

I'm one of the lucky ones as my wife seems to have known better than I did that I desperately needed to transitiong (It was she who asked me four months ago "Why don't you just transition?" I took a day, and said "yes", and here I am!) The thing is, I had essentially given up on the hope of really being me many years before we ever even found each other. It's funny though because I prayed for someone like her to come along many times ( I feared only ever finding carbon copies of my ex) and she did, sure enough!
She's mostly cis-ish but I detect dudeness in there in at times! (She denies this, and I laugh inwardly anyway, swearing I know her better than she does!

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We have one child together and two steps for me. Plus I have twin daughters from the old battle axe from before. However, they are 24 now and out of the house. The steps natural father passed away about five years ago. For me, my family have all really done nothing BUT support and encourage me all along, from the beginning! It's a tad easier for them though as my stepson is FTM and came out to me (yes, me of all people in the world, I just know he sensed something in me) when he was 8 saying to me privately "I feel like two different people inside." (Yes, I f**king cried my eyes out that day). Anyway we are almost reality tv worthy or something, except... no way!
I'm really sorry to hear so many people struggling with this stuff. I have no magic words really, other than some kind of understanding that the OP has some important words about communication for all of us. In fact, despite all I've said my wife and I have had a rough couple weeks just trying to sort relationship stuff that is far beyond just being trans or anything really to do with that. Which is why I opened this thread in the first place. It's hard because I get nervous when I think to myself that transitioning is supposed to be all about me. It feels selfish to me, and I DO want to honor and respect the feelings of the people who, quite honestly, make life safe for me during this time.
However, I do relate to some of the horror stories too. When I was younger I was like many other trans people who are unable to be their true selves. I used drugs to cope, and it became a real problem in my life. My relationship at the time was just like many being described here (so toxic), including the hurtfullness of my long time girlfriend (The battle axe above who is the twins' mother

). I came out as bi to her to test the waters, but ended up doing nothing more as she just proceeded to hurt me repeatedly afterward.
I eventually got clean and was told throughout the process that in order to really get clean I had to let go of all my negative attachments, or at least be prepared to do this if we couldn't beat the obvious and prolonged codependency we both displayed. It took awhile, and got even uglier, but eventually we parted ways and I took a really long time picking up the pieces. It was the right thing to do in all ways, really for both of us. She flat out told me she needed a manly man, and I flat out realized I needed a woman far different than she was capable of being.
Transitioning reminds me of that experience all over again except for me this time I am not with someone so intent on hurting me. I was the "housewife" and second "mother-ish" type before transitioning anyway, and actually moving forward has only really helped me stop fighting those needs and desires, and in turn made my ability to help in our day-to-day lives much better! I was never interested in, nor really good at "manly pursuits" like lawns, repairing stuff, blah, blah, blah... BORING!

She kinda is, or at least likes being the "tomboy" part time.
Despite all of this we too run into all sorts of communication issues related to past traumas that can stop both of us in our tracks. They can derail either or both of us. Our new mantra has become some variation of "I have to own..." where one or the other of us just owns our mistakes honestly, and makes a real and serious commitment to stop making that same mistake. It takes work, and patience. It also takes some kind of real love for the other, and maybe even that corny sense of being one person together or something, but with those kinds of things going for someone, I think any couple has a chance. It's just that though, a chance. Still it feels like if we can maintain things in a positive way, that even if the relationship crashes and burns, that we can take many positives from it.
Without any or at least some of these things, I would try and be as respectful as possible to my SO, even if I thought she didn't deserve it and would cut that negative attachment out as quickly as possible and/or prudent.
But really that's a sound way to live life no matter what issue you face!
I'm so glad to be a woman, finally! Thank you for letting me lurk and now post!