As many of you may know, my wife is still in the grieving phase after having learned of my gender identity. Right now, any female presentation I do (beyond stud earrings, my shaved body & face, and my lengthening hair) has to be done out of her sight. She can't, at this point, even watch me open clothes that come in shipments from Amazon and wherever else. However, it's not really a don't ask, don't tell situation because she still wants me to be open and tell her about when I dress or buy new things or try new experiences. While it can be tough, I totally understand where's she's at emotionally and am doing my best to accommodate her needs with regard to this and take it slow.
To assist with giving me space to experiment with presentation without being in front of her, she's told me that our lower level is my space. My office is down here, I have a closet with all my wardrobe items that would be considered "female" and there's a bathroom where I can do makeup, shave, etc. She only comes down to do laundry at this point.
So tonight we were talking and she informed me that she was nervous about a recent purchase I made. I bought a pair of women's tennis shoes which I told her about. However, because I didn't specifically describe them or provide her a picture (she never asked for any such description or anything) she said she felt like I was being sneaky or hiding something. So while I was out of the house over the weekend she went snooping through all my things. She got upset about the style of shoes I bought and the fact that she knew I had already worn them. She also got upset that she discovered I had moved all my makeup from the closet to a drawer in the bathroom (one she never uses). Told me I was "spreading out". Now understand, when I say upset, I don't mean mad at me, rather just emotionally upset by the situation.
However, it made me feel about 2 inches tall. I'm not a child and I've been honest and upfront with her, so why is she secretly snooping through my things? This also is not the first time she's done it either. I'm not worried that she looked at my stuff. There's nothing there I'm ashamed of or haven't told her about. I'm however very hurt that instead of asking me about my things, she felt the need to go digging through secretly when I wasn't around. Pretty ironic isn't it that her excuse for sneaking around was that she thought I was sneaking around.
Unfortunately, right after I found out about all this, we had to go to my son's Orchestra Concert. That was tough. I don't really know what to say to her and I can't even look at her right now. I'm crushed. I had been hoping lately that her improved mood was a sign maybe she was starting to progress and that maybe I'd see a small sign or two of acceptance soon. Instead I just got punched in the gut and she's worse off than ever.
Tonight is going to be a terrible night. I can tell you already we're going to be up late talking because I can't let this sit without getting addressed. I've been fighting back tears all evening and I'm sure the minute we start talking it's all going to flow out.
Sorry, I just needed to vent to help get my head straight on this. Thanks for "listening".