Maryanne_sa
11-19-2009, 04:28 PM
Hi All,
I was diagnosed as a transexual back in the mid 90's. Actually, it was something that I knew anyway, but it was nice to have it confirmed. I took the decision not to go down the transition road at the time, as I still had daughters to educate, and needed to support the family financially.
However, I continued to dress appropriately whenever I could. My wife knew, (from soon after we were married), but was never able to come to terms with it. The result was a great deal of unhappiness for the both of us.
I tried to conceal it as best I could, but having to hide my clothes made it somehow feel dirty, which it was not.
To cut a long story short, the girls all graduated from University, and came over to work and live in England. Two are married, and the third has a boyfriend. We followed them over, as we wanted to be near them, and our first grandchild who arrived almost a year ago. He is a pure joy!
A few months ago, I took the deliberate decision to hang my clothes in my cupboard (closet), as I could no longer deny what I was. My wife for the past year has being going to therapy through Church. I grew my nails longer and shaped them. I also shaped my eyebrows, and had my legs and underarms waxed.
I also started going out dressed. I have travelled on public transport, buses and trains dressed, and have never had any problems. I think I mostly pass fine. This was of course, when my wife was out or at my daughters house baby sitting. I don't actually know if she knew that I went out.
My wife, in the meantime, told my eldest daughter, and she was very supportive of me, but wanted me to go on some church course, which would 'cure me' I refused.
However, things changed drastically on Tuesday when my wife told me that she was leaving me, at least until January, and then we would see what transpires. She could no longer handle the whole situation. I was devastated to say the least, and only slept for 3.5 hours that night. I also found out that she had told my two younger daughters a while ago.
Now, here is the wonderful thing. Once they knew that I knew they knew, they phoned me, said they loved me no matter what, and are there for me. Is that not fantastic? My fear of losing them disappeared immediately. I now also know that a lot of our friends know, but have told my wife that they love us both, and it wont change things. Is that not wonderful? I have yet to speak to them and tell them that I know they know, and of course to thank them.
They sad thing of course is that our marraige is over, although, in truth, it was over a long time ago. I know there will be no going back.
So, for me, the way forward is to go on hormones and start the transition process. Today, after the devastation of Tuesday, I feel so much better, knowing of all the love and support I have out there, and that I have finally taken the decision to become truelly what I am.
I am sorry that this is so long, but it truth, is very much the short version of my life.
Take care of yourselves!
Maryanne :)
I was diagnosed as a transexual back in the mid 90's. Actually, it was something that I knew anyway, but it was nice to have it confirmed. I took the decision not to go down the transition road at the time, as I still had daughters to educate, and needed to support the family financially.
However, I continued to dress appropriately whenever I could. My wife knew, (from soon after we were married), but was never able to come to terms with it. The result was a great deal of unhappiness for the both of us.
I tried to conceal it as best I could, but having to hide my clothes made it somehow feel dirty, which it was not.
To cut a long story short, the girls all graduated from University, and came over to work and live in England. Two are married, and the third has a boyfriend. We followed them over, as we wanted to be near them, and our first grandchild who arrived almost a year ago. He is a pure joy!
A few months ago, I took the deliberate decision to hang my clothes in my cupboard (closet), as I could no longer deny what I was. My wife for the past year has being going to therapy through Church. I grew my nails longer and shaped them. I also shaped my eyebrows, and had my legs and underarms waxed.
I also started going out dressed. I have travelled on public transport, buses and trains dressed, and have never had any problems. I think I mostly pass fine. This was of course, when my wife was out or at my daughters house baby sitting. I don't actually know if she knew that I went out.
My wife, in the meantime, told my eldest daughter, and she was very supportive of me, but wanted me to go on some church course, which would 'cure me' I refused.
However, things changed drastically on Tuesday when my wife told me that she was leaving me, at least until January, and then we would see what transpires. She could no longer handle the whole situation. I was devastated to say the least, and only slept for 3.5 hours that night. I also found out that she had told my two younger daughters a while ago.
Now, here is the wonderful thing. Once they knew that I knew they knew, they phoned me, said they loved me no matter what, and are there for me. Is that not fantastic? My fear of losing them disappeared immediately. I now also know that a lot of our friends know, but have told my wife that they love us both, and it wont change things. Is that not wonderful? I have yet to speak to them and tell them that I know they know, and of course to thank them.
They sad thing of course is that our marraige is over, although, in truth, it was over a long time ago. I know there will be no going back.
So, for me, the way forward is to go on hormones and start the transition process. Today, after the devastation of Tuesday, I feel so much better, knowing of all the love and support I have out there, and that I have finally taken the decision to become truelly what I am.
I am sorry that this is so long, but it truth, is very much the short version of my life.
Take care of yourselves!
Maryanne :)