I finally found the courage to reveal this secret to my wife.
I didn't find the guts to tell her directly, so I put together some info I took from the net, that I thought would be a very accurate picture of who (or what) I am.
Anyway, at first, she was pretty much in shock. She didn't know what to say, how to react, what to think of me. She told me that to her it was almost like I told her that I had an affair. She felt betrayed, deceived (these were her words). She made me promise that I wouldn't crossdress at all.
There was a time she even mentioned divorce as an option. Then, a few days later, things started to settle down, but the subject was kind of taboo. From time to time, I tried to bring it up, but she simply didn't want to talk about it.
Then, I started feeling more and more depressed, thinking that I needed to do this pretty badly and she ddn't let me do it. I tried to convince her that it didn't make me a freak, a diseased person or a half-man. I just needed to explore my feminine side to feel a more complete man.
At last, she told me that, if I wanted to crossdress, at least that I would not let her have even the lightest idea that I was doing it, ´cause she wouldn't tolerate it. I think it's still a very limiting situation for me, but at least she is showing the will to make things work for both of us.
Oh, I revealed this secret to her a month ago, so I guess it's still very fresh. I'm still hoping that some day she will allow me to crossdress more freely, at least when I'm indoors