Hi Amy,
I'm sorry for the delay in responding — the last few days have been exhausting after everything that's happened, but I wanted to make sure I answered you with my full attention instead of rushing.
With that out of the way, let's go back to your last reply to me.
Stop. Read what you just wrote to me again. I need you to see something.
You wrote: "I am resisting losing what I know and not resisting Cynthia."
Amy, do you understand what you just did? You separated two things that most people never separate. You didn't say "I can't handle this" or "this is too hard" or "I don't know if I can do this." You identified
exactly what's happening: Your nervous system is fighting the loss of the familiar, not fighting the person you love.
That distinction - that clarity - is everything. It's the difference between "I'm rejecting my spouse" and "I'm grieving what feels like safety." One of those things you can work with. The other just creates guilt and shame that makes everything harder.
And then you wrote this: "Her joy is beautiful to see and I don't want to take any of that joy from her. She has waited so long for this to happen and I am truly happy for her and also have the ache of change within me."
You're holding two truths at once. Her joy and your ache. Both real. Both valid. Both allowed to exist in the same space. That's not just mature - that's
love. Real love. The kind that doesn't require you to pretend you're not hurting in order to support someone else. The kind that says "I can celebrate you
and grieve for myself at the same time."
But here's what I'm hearing underneath all of this: You're doing all the right things cognitively. You're breaking things down. You're shrinking the frame. You're being present. You're supporting Cynthia. But your
body hasn't caught up yet. Your nervous system is still sending alarm signals every time you look at Cynthia without the beard, every time you see her hair growing longer. Those alarm bells aren't ringing because something is
wrong - they're ringing because something is
different, and your brain interprets "different" as "dangerous" when it comes to the people we depend on.
Let me explain what's actually happening in your nervous system, because understanding this will help you work with it instead of against it:
For nine years, your brain has built a detailed map of "safe person" that includes specific visual markers - beard, short hair, masculine presentation. Those markers weren't just cosmetic to your nervous system. They were part of how your brain recognized "this is my partner, this is safe, this is home." Now those markers are changing, and your primitive brain - the part that just wants to keep you alive and safe - is sending distress signals: "Warning! The familiar pattern is disappearing! We might be losing our safe person!"
This isn't about whether you consciously accept Cynthia's transition. This is about your nervous system needing time to build a new map of "safe person" that includes the new markers. That takes time. It takes repetition. It takes your brain seeing Cynthia without the beard over and over and over again while nothing bad happens, until eventually the new appearance becomes the familiar one.
You can't think your way out of this. You can't logic yourself into not feeling that jolt when you look at her. But you
can give your nervous system the tools it needs to recalibrate faster.
For the visual changes that trigger your nervous system:You said you'll try to anchor new changes to something that hasn't moved. Let's make that more specific and deliberate. When you look at Cynthia and feel that jolt of "this is wrong/different/scary," immediately - and I mean
immediately - do this:
Find her eyes. The eyes don't change. Look into them and find the person you know. The same person who's been looking at you for nine years. Let your brain register: "Same eyes. Same person. Still safe."
Listen to her voice. Yes, HRT may change it eventually, but right now it's still the voice that's said "I love you" a thousand times. Let your nervous system hear: "Same voice. Same person. Still home."
Notice the small mannerisms. The way she laughs. The way she tilts her head when she's thinking. The way she moves her hands when she's excited. These tiny gestures are often the most stable parts of someone's identity. Your brain can anchor to these.
If you're close enough, notice her smell. Scent is one of the most primitive and powerful anchors we have. Unless she's dramatically changing all her products, her basic scent is still there. Let your nervous system register: "Same smell. Same person. Still mine."
The beard is gone. That's a real loss for you, and you're allowed to grieve it privately. But in the moment when that loss hits, train yourself to immediately find what
hasn't moved. You're teaching your nervous system: "Yes, some things changed. But look - all these other things are still here. We're still safe."
This isn't about pretending the changes don't matter. It's about giving your brain enough stable reference points that it can stop sending panic signals.
For holding your grief without crushing her joy:You said you don't want to take any joy from Cynthia. I love that impulse, but you need a place to put the ache that isn't just "suck it up and smile." That's not sustainable, and eventually it will come out sideways.
Here's a practice for exactly this situation: When you feel the grief rising while Cynthia is in a moment of joy, try this four-step process:
- Acknowledge it internally: "There's the ache. I see you. You're real and you matter."
- Tell it you'll come back: "This isn't the time to process you. I'll give you my full attention later."
- Set an actual appointment: "Tonight at 9pm, I'm journaling about this" or "Tomorrow morning, I'm posting on Susan's Place about this feeling." Be specific. Your nervous system needs to know the grief will be heard, just not right this second.
- Release it for now: Let it go, trusting that you've made a commitment to come back to it, and return your attention to the present moment with Cynthia.
This isn't suppression. This is triage. You're not ignoring the grief - you're giving it a designated time and place so it doesn't have to crash into every beautiful moment. This is how you protect her joy while honoring your ache. Both get space. Neither gets erased.
About the journaling - why it actually works:When I suggested starting with "I love" or "I hate," here's what that's really for:
Right now, your head is like a washing machine on spin cycle. Everything is tumbling together - anxiety, grief, love, fear, resentment, hope, guilt, tenderness - all of it swirling into one massive, undifferentiated ball of FEELING. That's what creates the fog you keep talking about. Your nervous system can't process a tangled ball of emotion. It just knows "OVERWHELM" and sends more panic signals.
The journaling prompts are about
separating the tangled mass into individual threads you can actually see and work with.
When you write "I hate that the beard is gone," that's one discrete thing.
When you write "I love how Cynthia's eyes light up when she talks about her future," that's a different discrete thing.
When you write "I'm afraid I won't be attracted to women," that's another discrete thing.
When you write "I love that she trusts me enough to share this journey," that's yet another.
You're not trying to make these things fit together logically. You're not trying to reconcile them or resolve them. You're just pulling them out of the spin cycle and laying them out where you can
see them as separate entities.
Each time you name something - "I'm afraid of..." "I'm angry about..." "I love..." "I hate..." - you're taking it out of your body and putting it somewhere external. That creates
space inside you. Space to breathe. Space to think clearly. Space to feel the next thing without everything crashing together.
It's also permission to feel things you might judge yourself for feeling. When you write "I hate that I have to figure out if I'm attracted to women" or "I'm angry that my life plan got derailed" in private, you're not a bad person. You're being
honest. And that honesty is what allows the feeling to move
through you instead of getting stuck. Stuck feelings just get heavier and denser. Acknowledged feelings eventually shift and transform.
The voice notes serve the same function when writing feels impossible - when your hands are shaking or you're crying too hard to hold a pen, but you can still speak. Get it out however you can. The medium doesn't matter. The
externalization does.
For the anxiety that wants all the answers right now:You're already doing the right thing by shrinking the frame. Let's add one more specific tool. When your mind starts spinning into "what if" territory about the future, use this exact sequence:
First, ask: "What is
actually happening right now, in this present moment?"
Not what might happen at the appointment. Not what could happen in six months. Not what you're afraid of. What is
actually, physically happening right now?
Usually the answer is something like: "Right now I'm sitting on the couch. Right now I'm safe. Right now my body is fed and warm. Right now Cynthia and I are still here together. Right now nothing is on fire."
The catastrophe isn't happening in the present moment. It's only happening in your imagination of the future. And your imagination, when it's running on anxiety, is a
terrible fortune teller.
Then ask: "What is the
one thing I need to do next?"
Not the seventeen things. Not the whole plan. Just one concrete action. Maybe it's: make dinner. Maybe it's: text the counselor back. Maybe it's: take a shower. Maybe it's: drink a glass of water.
When you give your brain one specific, achievable task, it stops spinning. It has something to
do instead of something to
fear.
For Cynthia's upcoming appointment:You said you'll try to remember you're not losing her. Let me give you something stronger than "try." Let me give you a reframe that might actually stick:
Cynthia is not being created at that appointment. Cynthia is being revealed.The person who's been in prison, as she described it? That's who's been hidden. The person you've loved for nine years? You've been loving the real Cynthia all along, even when she was behind walls she couldn't name or couldn't tear down yet.
This appointment isn't taking someone away from you. It's removing the barriers between you and the fullness of who she's always been. The outside is finally catching up to the inside you've known all along - you said that yourself, and it's exactly right.
Think about it this way: When you met her, when you fell in love with her, when you married her - you were responding to
who she was, not just what she looked like. Her humor. Her kindness. Her way of seeing the world. Her quirks. Her values. The way she made you feel. That person hasn't changed. That person is finally getting to show up fully instead of partially.
I know that doesn't make the changes
easy. But it might help you hold onto the truth that the
person you love isn't going anywhere. The presentation is changing. The package is different. But the soul you married - that hasn't moved an inch.
About that "prison" metaphor:When Cynthia said she feels like she's being set free, I want you to understand something really important about timing:
You can feel joy
for her freedom and grief
for yourself at the same time. Her liberation doesn't require your immediate celebration if you're still processing what that freedom costs you. You're allowed to take your time catching up emotionally.
Here's why: Cynthia has probably been living with this knowledge for years. Maybe decades. Maybe her whole life. She's had time - even if it was painful, secret, shame-filled time - to sit with this truth about herself. You've had
weeks. She's been in a years-long process. You're at the very beginning of yours.
Of course you're not in the same place emotionally. Of course she's ready to run out of the prison while you're still adjusting to the fact that the prison existed at all. That's not a failure on your part. That's just the reality of being on completely different timelines.
She gets to celebrate her freedom. You get to grieve the loss of the familiar. Both of those things are true and valid and necessary. Neither one cancels out the other. You don't have to speed up your grief to match her joy, and she shouldn't have to slow down her joy to match your grief. You're both exactly where you need to be.
The grounding rituals:You said you'll do the small grounding rituals I mentioned. I want to emphasize how important those are, especially as the appointment gets closer and your anxiety ramps up. These aren't just nice ideas - they're tools for regulating your nervous system when it starts to spiral.
When you feel overwhelmed:
- Put your hand on your heart and feel it beating. Steady. Still here. Still alive.
- Name five things you can see, four things you can touch, three things you can hear, two things you can smell, one thing you can taste. This pulls you out of your head and into your body, into the present.
- Text someone in this community. You're not alone in this, and your nervous system needs to be reminded of that when the fog gets thick.
One last thing:You said you hope to one day be able to offer others the same support you've received. Amy, you're already doing it. Every single time you post honestly about what you're feeling - the hard stuff, the ugly stuff, the "I don't know if I can do this" stuff - you're giving someone else permission to feel it too. Every time you show up here and say "I'm struggling with this specific thing," you're teaching someone else that struggling doesn't mean failing.
You think you're just receiving right now. But you're already giving. Your honesty is a gift. Your vulnerability is teaching other partners that they're not alone, that ambivalence is normal, that love and grief can coexist.
You're not just surviving this. You're learning to build something new while honoring what was. That's sacred work.
Keep doing exactly what you're doing. Keep shrinking the frame when anxiety hits. Keep anchoring to what hasn't moved. Keep giving your grief a designated time and place. Keep finding Cynthia's eyes when the changes feel like too much. Keep showing up here with your honest heart.
You're not walking alone. We're here. And you're doing better than you think you are.
With love,
Susan