Quote from: Aegir on October 19, 2010, 04:42:33 PM
I think that I could part-tme without ending the marriage, myself, I think he would be OK with me just doing it every once in a while ( I mean, if he gets to run off alone all the time before he deploys because he needs to think, I am more than entitled to ask for some guy time), and my ability to cope is such that I could absolutely handle being part time- as long as I get to do it some of the time. Especially since hormones are probably not in the list of possibilities due to my poor health, I would more than likely only ended up part time without him in the equation. Then again, without him I very likely wouldn't have built up enough courage to talk about it again; he helped me in getting away from my too christian family a whole lot and I might still be there now without his help. They'd still be telling me I'd have to get married to a white christian and have grandkids and let him head the house because the bible says.
I have got somewhat wide shoulders (but counteracted by wide hips T-T) and I go to the gym to help myself out with body shape, and while I can't say it's not feminine, I've at least made it the manliest feminine I can muster, so on that front I do feel a little more in control now that I've got a gym membership. I only bind when I really can't stand it for right now.
I think that a psychiatrist will help, especially with my conflicting feelings about this whole situation. I've always probed my brain when I had an issue, and I have been nervous that all this is a response to what I grew up knowing was expected of me, even though (and especially because) it's been my whole life since my earliest memory- which was when I realized I couldn't be a girl and everyone had to be kidding me. (the kind of family I came from I was telling people I didn't want to be a mommy and they'd have to deal with pets for great/grandchildren/nieces/nephews when they told me to have a bunch for them when I was six or seven, so you've got to understand it was laid on thick from the very beginning) Every time I've thought about it since then, even though all the signs are there (and the lights are flashing) I wonder if it's GID or another psychological problem that resulted in GID as a symptom.
I think, on the basis of what you've described, that your decision to compromise for the sake of your marriage is the right one. Sorry, but I use this term a lot. I do so because it's true and says what it means. Lonliness sucks.
My marriage is everything to me. So I really do understand how you feel.
Part time, when he's away, (I assume he's in the forces), is an excellent idea.
I mainly live as female, in my mind. I know that sounds really weird and slightly insane, but it keep me sane.

It's a lot easier when my wife is away. She is and always has been the dominent one. But when she goes on holiday and such, I can imagine I'm 100% female and relate to things through that.
Appearance is alwasy going to be a problem for all of us. But it's largely in our own minds if you think about it. OK, so some guy with a beard isn't going to be very convincing in a dress. But equally, apart from the few thugs who like to bother people, who cares? (I'm taking an extreme here of course).
I look at some of the photos on the guy section. Those that look especially good are those that exhibit confidence. There's one member here, Pica Pica, (Pica, I hope you're not offended by me citing you. If so, I apologise), he looks really good. His expression is relaxed, kinda in control and so interesting.
Having wide shoulders is a plus for you. I would think it's going to be a matter of trying it out. The worst that can happen, with all due respect, is you will be viewed as a masculine woman.
Your skin will be a problem. Female and male skin is so very different. I wonder if there are any foundations that could give you a male skin tone? perhaps a theatatrical supplier might have something suitable.
Understand your need to explore the issues with a psychiatrist. Getting to the root of our anxities can only be a positive thing.
For my part, I can recall so many events and experiences in my own life that could be used to justify almost anything. I just take it all as the way things are. If my need to be female is because of some incident when I was X, then, like, wow. But what really is the point? Some guy is obscessed with football because of XYZ. Some girl is obscessed with her career because of ABC.
It seems to me that what matters is that we're healthy. If I wanted to harm myself or others, or say, set fire to things, then that would clearly be unhealthy.
The notion of repressed memories was, as you probably know, first developed by Freud. He was working with people whose lives were crippled by these things. I read here and elsewhere, people saying that have so many different diagnoses. Yet they seem no nearer to resolving whatever problems they think they have and frequently, the problems are those that they've been told they have.
Obscessional compulsive disorder is a classic. I've worked with people with this condition when I was nursing and it's really serious. These people could rarely concentrate enough to type messages into a forum, even if they could concentrate enough to learn how to use a computer in the first place!
One person on here, (again apologies to them), said they had been told by a therapist they had borderline OCD, or something along those lines. With respect, that rubbish. There is nothing wrong with being a little obscessional, or to use a rather more disgusting term, a little anal. My brother in law was a very successful hairdresser with a string of salons. He apparently, had a reputation of attending to the smallest details until it was perfect. Believe it or not, when he put his slippers away each morning, he'd tuck one inside the other and put them into a drawer. I saw him come back from work one day and take out the vacume, while my sister stood there, hands in her pockets, chatting to him!
Now, that's pretty obscessional, but it made him very successful, not to mention wealthy. And the last I heard, he had 4 great kids.
Anyway, rant over. I'm sure you'll be pleased with that.