It's been just four months since I came out to myself. It is three months since I started telling things to my wife. It is only 10 days since my wife fully realized that I actually am a woman and want to be a woman.
There has been agony and fear along the way. There has been despair, and doubt. There has been euphorical highs and dysphorical lows. I have wondered where this is heading - at times I still am. There has been the odd day of suffering, but most days have been quite ok and some have been pure joy.
My wife has been a tremendous support in all this, she really is the star of the show since she was unknowlingy dragged into this 37 years ago (well, it was actually she that dragged me

).
Why am I writing this?
Because I feel fine, alive, relaxed and
for the first time in almost 50 years I feel at peace with myself. Because our marriage has flourished for these four months since I came out to myself. Because there is a
possible path forward that means with a potion of luck our marriage could survive and continue to flourish.
I am not jumping to conclusions, not counting my chickens. This is a life-long game and what I will require to continue to feel fine is yet a bit unknown, but so far, so good.
Finally, but not yet final!