Confessions of A Ex-Ex-Transgender
Marti Abernathey

http://www.transadvocate.com/confessions-of-a-ex-ex-transgender.htm

You've probably heard of the ex-gay movement. You may have even heard of the ex-ex-gay movement. Odds are slim that you know anyone that is ex-transgender. But have you ever known anyone that is ex-ex-transgender?

You have if you've read this blog.

In 1997 I confessed to my wife that I'd cross-dressed most of my life. After her initial shock wore off, she began to accept and integrate this part of me into our marriage. This was an activity that I'd never told anyone about, much less participate in with another person in. In late 1997 I began to realize that I might not be a crossdresser, but that something deeper was hidden underneath all the shame. My wife, the love of my life, had told me in no uncertain terms that if I was a bisexual or transsexual, our marriage would be over. Those two facts were playing a tug of war in my mind for months that caused me to go into a cycle of depression. In January of 1999 things finally came to a head, this looming thing was something I knew that I couldn't hide from myself any longer. Crying curled up in a ball in the middle of my bed, I realized I couldn't rid myself of this. I didn't want to die, but I couldn't keep living this way. In the desperation of the moment, I cried out to God.

Thank you for posting this. I think a lot of us are ex-ex-trans at some point. That point when we crumple in on ourselves and say, "I just can't do this anymore," or ,"There's something wrong or sinful with me," and go back to coasting, surviving, existing without really living. The idea of "replacement" really rang true with me, as I did some of that as well with religion (before I knew what being trans was).

Wait, is this person saying that being Transgender is a sin?