TGMarla
03-10-2011, 11:17 AM
Yesterday, my wife had the day off, and spent part of the afternoon catching up on her recorded television shows. The "Dr. Phil" show that she was watching featured a man who, it seemed, desperately wanted to be a woman, despite the fact that he was married to a wonderful woman and had two children with her.
Poor guy. He was a wreck. The continually sobbed and tearfully expressed his regret that he was living a lie that might wreck his family and cost him everything he held dear in his life, including them. He'd crossdressed continuously throughout their marriage without her explicit knowledge, and now he'd gotten to the point that he felt that he couldn't go on as he had been. Unfortunately for him, (and this is just my opinion here) he really had no features about him that were even remotely feminine. He was thin, but had broad square shoulders, very male facial features, a receeding hairline, long arms with lanky hands, etc. He didn't much look like he'd make a very appealing woman.
My wife and I began discussing his plight. Remember, she knows I crossdress, but we really don't discuss it at all. She seems content to keep it away from her life, and I respect that. But she asked me if I ever felt like this guy, like I wanted to be a woman, or if I ever considered sex change. I told her that I will not be entertaining any such ambitions, and that I was totally committed to being her husband until the end of my days. But I also told her that I'd been conflicted in this way for most of my life, and that I believe I would have been quite content to have been born female. But I will take no measures to become a woman, and I will remain a man. She expressed her opinion that she didn't think I'd make a very pretty woman, and I didn't argue with her on that. I wonder what she'd think of some of my pics? I also told her that I know we don't really talk about it at all, but if she ever wants to discuss my crossdressing, to please just ask.
It was all very pleasant and low-key. She seems to have accepted the fact that I like to wear women's clothing. She asked me what I got out of it, and I told her that I had a hard time defining it, and that there was no simple answer to the question. But I also told her not to worry, and that she had nothing to fear from me in relation to my crossdressing. It was not a threat to her in any way. She seemed okay with that.
In any case, it seems that the door cracked open a little with us, and I felt a great sense of relief over it all. Who knows? Maybe one day soon I'll be able to hang my rather extensive wardrobe in a closet, and actually shave my legs bare part of the time without fearing repercussions from her over it.
Baby steps, Marla.....baby steps.
Poor guy. He was a wreck. The continually sobbed and tearfully expressed his regret that he was living a lie that might wreck his family and cost him everything he held dear in his life, including them. He'd crossdressed continuously throughout their marriage without her explicit knowledge, and now he'd gotten to the point that he felt that he couldn't go on as he had been. Unfortunately for him, (and this is just my opinion here) he really had no features about him that were even remotely feminine. He was thin, but had broad square shoulders, very male facial features, a receeding hairline, long arms with lanky hands, etc. He didn't much look like he'd make a very appealing woman.
My wife and I began discussing his plight. Remember, she knows I crossdress, but we really don't discuss it at all. She seems content to keep it away from her life, and I respect that. But she asked me if I ever felt like this guy, like I wanted to be a woman, or if I ever considered sex change. I told her that I will not be entertaining any such ambitions, and that I was totally committed to being her husband until the end of my days. But I also told her that I'd been conflicted in this way for most of my life, and that I believe I would have been quite content to have been born female. But I will take no measures to become a woman, and I will remain a man. She expressed her opinion that she didn't think I'd make a very pretty woman, and I didn't argue with her on that. I wonder what she'd think of some of my pics? I also told her that I know we don't really talk about it at all, but if she ever wants to discuss my crossdressing, to please just ask.
It was all very pleasant and low-key. She seems to have accepted the fact that I like to wear women's clothing. She asked me what I got out of it, and I told her that I had a hard time defining it, and that there was no simple answer to the question. But I also told her not to worry, and that she had nothing to fear from me in relation to my crossdressing. It was not a threat to her in any way. She seemed okay with that.
In any case, it seems that the door cracked open a little with us, and I felt a great sense of relief over it all. Who knows? Maybe one day soon I'll be able to hang my rather extensive wardrobe in a closet, and actually shave my legs bare part of the time without fearing repercussions from her over it.
Baby steps, Marla.....baby steps.