Dear Ruby,
Thanks for your long and informative post. I was especially interested to learn of how invisible you found SOs to be at a trans conference--what is that all about? I have never been to one but my goodness, isn't it obvious that lots of trans people are in loving relationships? Do they HAVE to end? I do realize there is a longer history of extreme freak out by spouses, especially from what I understand, spouses of mtfs, and horror stories of losing custody of kids, etc. But is this for all spouses, especially those of ftms? I don't think so. Why assume the worst case scenario, and distance the tranistioning person from their spouse? I am not sure what this is all about, but I never in a million years thought I would have to take on the medical/trans-support communities to fight for the maintenance of my marriage. It's a weird blind-spot. In my case, both my partner and I are patients in an LGBTQ clinic in Toronto, and though I have been generally extremely happy with the care, neither the two doctors nor the two nurses I have met with have ever tried to connect me with any resources, or discuss the situation, even they are all working with my partner, also. Instead, they recommend SSRIs. Which I probably need, but really---a little inclusion and communication would be nice, rather than feeling like a pathologized 'problem' getting in the way of the trans person and his/her journey. In my case, i am doing all the heavy lifting on the family front, from nursing to childcare to cooking and shopping, dressing changes, oil on the scars, building up my partner, booking massages, all the rest. And she is also on leave, fortunately.
We have only had sex three times in the last 6 months, and she's not wanted too, really. Basically mercy ->-bleeped-<-s. Which are better than nothing. I am not sure how much longer I can hold out here honestly. It does seem to be all about her, and not much is coming back, and I guess after 6 months of no intimacy and a lot of fear that she's transitioning to a gay man, I need reassurance from her. But when I ask for reassurance, even non-sexual, in the mildest way, she perceives it as a demand and withdraws, making the problem worse.
I was optimistic a few days ago; today less so. But as you probably know, its up and down, up and down. I can't seem to get any clear info on when libido kicks in with T, either. But I think this is a straw I have been grasping for which now in the context of everything else seems not as important as it once was.
As for where I live: Toronto. And I am very open sexually. I was with men, and women, and whatever. I identified as a lesbian simply because that was the times. And I am very turned on my aby sort of queer masculinity. So on that front, I am all set--her new chest is hot, hot hot. But whether she thinks my old chest, tits and all, is hot hot hot, is an entirely different questions.
Anyway, Ruby, hang in there. I am rooting for you and Chelsea!! I hope all four of us make it. Best, helios