So I live in a relatively liberal state with transfolk protections but live in one of the least liberal counties within it--still a pretty good place to live considering my situation. In any case, I am married with a young child and work remotely so I can move most places. We have looked into several places, but none seem to fit--we are used to where we live and my wife does not want to move. We rent, so I could transition where I am at or do it slow (i.e. HRT no social, which may be preferred as my wife worries about consequences for our child and this discussion is still very unresolved--she does not believe the anecdotes we hear that its fine--any resources on this would be welcome by the way:) and move after, but I strongly want to move to a more trans-friendly area first to protect my emotional well-being and reduce risk to my family and their emotional health.
Recently, one of the top areas I was considering which has a strong PFLAG organization and affordable housing just became a source of massive deflation for the idea that there is somewhere "safe" and affordable for us to be. I have a strong acquaintance and his wife was showing us places; I thought if we moved we could be friends and there was a possibility we could be friends even after a transition, but this idea was subtly extirpated by my acquaintances' wife (call her "Wife"). Wife was talking about schools and she mentioned that the schools were great but that she considered pulling her kids out of school, I asked "is it because of common core?" to which she hesitantly said "No.... its, well, its because of that ya know gender thing". I asked "what do you mean?" as I started to feel sick and that fuzzy nerve sensation you get when you are suddenly stressed, and my wife saw all this in my face; and she said "well, I mean to each your own, but you know those things about men that wear dresses and things like that. If they taught that I would have to put my kids in private school." I was pretty devastated honestly, I just found that a potential safe haven, that my wife was warming up to finally, simply was a lie. I felt similarly about another place, with a large LGBT population, the weekend prior, and so I just got really, really depressed.
Like unpleasantly so, and we did manage to make our exit soon after, but I now feel that it does not matter where we go, transphobia is alive and well and really still quite socially acceptable to most people--there was a bit of sheepishness in the Wife's voice, but I present as cisgender masculine mostly on my wife's urging so I know the Wife felt it was safe. I even found myself defending her since it is so pervasive in our culture to disparage people like us, I just felt very defeated.
I suppose in the end, after a long period of darkness yesterday and this morning, good did come out of it. My wife and I started making more progress in our relationship since she started seeking support on her own, but this is a real struggle for me. I mean, we went to a male barbershop (my wife's urging) and I again felt strong gender dysphoria just being there and getting my hair cut (which I did not want honestly, but know I need to have done due to my profession and lack of being socially out) and I just started to feel anxiety--this started a long conversation about gender roles which sort of resolved, but not really I guess--except in that I presented female with my wife and we got a lot of tasks done that would allow me to move my office to my garage to create a safe space where I can present as I wish and work without upsetting her--so that seems like progress (I have not dressed openly around my wife for around a month, with some very negative emotional consequenes)...
I just feel very unsafe and unloved and wishing our world was different. At the same time I feel like it does not matter where we live so I might as well do what I need to do regardless I suppose; and that at least my wife, for some strange reason, does seem to apparently be in love or very codependent on me