Dragster
08-08-2006, 07:37 PM
Hello Friends. I seem to be on a long and winding road to acceptance. I don’t know what direction I am headed or how fast I’m going; I haven’t got a map and I’ve no idea what my destination is or when I will arrive, if I arrive anywhere at all! Confused? You’re not alone; so am I!
Enough of talking in riddles. To recap my story to date (some of you will have read this in my earlier posts), I’m 62 and started CDing at about 10. I married the best girl in the world at 25, and didn’t tell her because I thought “sex on tap” would cure my need. Wrong! Almost 20 years ago, I ‘fessed up, but didn’t make a good job of it; I didn’t know as much as I do now. After much heartache and many tears, she finally said she “didn’t want to know”, so I remained in the closet until I joined this forum 18 months ago, but I think she thought I’d stopped. After listening to good advice from the great people here (mainly the GGs, god bless them), I decided to bring the subject into the open again, and stop living a lie. I’d been lucky not to get caught for all that time, and thought the potential shock of discovery posed a greater threat to my marriage than a controlled disclosure. Again following advice, I bought a copy of “My Husband Betty”, read it myself, marking the places which I identified with, and asked my wife to read the first 4 chapters before we had a discussion. I didn’t push it too hard in case I turned her off completely, but it was over 6 months later that we had the discussion, and she’d stioll only read 30 or 40 pages!
I started by telling her that whatever the outcome, I’d always love her and wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. (I meant it too, so if anyone wants to recommend that I walk away and find a more accepting partner, forget it!). I also ensured she knew I wanted a much more active sex life with her. We’d had none for months, since she’d said she could not bring herself to make love to someone who wanted to wear women’s clothes! During the discussion, which spread over several weeks, She re-iterated that the whole idea of me wanting to dress in women’s clothes (ANY clothes from panties to the whole 9 yards) made her feel sick and there was no way she’d ever be able to change how she felt. She thought she married a 100% man, and that’s what she still wants, and “I can’t be a 100% man if I wear women’s clothes”. No amount of telling her that I’m not gay, don’t want sex with anyone else but her, don’t want a sex change and only want to dress from time to time (it’s all true) makes any difference. I’m not one who feels like a woman trapped in a man’s body; under the clothes I’m still the same guy I am in drab, but she can’t see that. I’ve pointed out that none of us are all male or all female, we’re all a mixture of characteristics. I love foreplay before and cuddles afterwards, help out in the home, she gets more kisses from me than I get from her, and she admits that outwardly, I seem 100% male, and maybe a little macho at times. I asked if she wanted me to stop showing this feminine side of me (of course she doesn’t), but she says many men behave like this. I agreed that many men are not afraid of showing their feminine side today, even David Beckham! And that what is seen as masculine and feminine is only what the society we live in accepts at this point in time. But she can’t accept this.
Well, we have re-kindled our sex life, but it’s still very patchy. She knows I’d like to be much more adventurous in bed (yes, even at my age!), but doesn’t share my enthusiasm. Every other aspect of our life together is getting better all the time, especially since we both retired and have the time and money to pursue our other goals, but on CDing, we are still poles apart. I, myself, don’t want anyone else I know to find out about my “interest”, but she has even said she’d be so embarrassed that she would have to move 100 miles away if anyone did find out. She doesn’t want me to use mail order in case a package breaks and the postman sees the contents, or if one gets accidentally delivered to a neighbour! She’s that paranoid about it! She doesn’t know how I will not die of embarrassment if I go into a fetish shoe shop (even 50 miles away) to try on some high heels!
Her solution is for me to just stop. “If alcoholics and smokers can stop, then so can you”. Even if it were possible (does anyone know how and has anyone succeeded yet?), I see that as a lose-lose situation. I know I will still want to CD, and the feeling will probably continue growing until I re-start in secret, putting our relationship at risk if I’d promised not to. She will always know that I still want to CD, and that will always interfere with our relationship. It may seem a selfish attitude, but I told her that I see no alternative to tackling the root cause of her revulsion. She won’t consider therapy or counselling (together or separate), because she says she couldn’t discuss it with any other person (I’d thought of contacting the Beaumont Society. Has anyone in the UK any experience of how useful this may be for me, or WOBS for my wife?). Similarly, she won’t join this forum and hide behind the anonymity of the ‘net to discuss this issue with others who have been through the same experience. She thinks my time on this forum is only fuelling my desire, and wants me to stop that too. I’ve offered to provide her with material to read, but “I know what’s in there, and it won’t change my mind”. She says she did eventually read the first four chapters of “My Husband Betty”, but I doubt it. She’d have known that there wasn’t a simple cure! Helen Boyd made that very clear. But then I don’t think she wants to believe that either!
I’d read of a suggestion here that it may be possible to overcome her revulsion by getting her to agree to seeing me in one female item for a few weeks, say panties. She may think I look ridiculous at first, but eventually realise I’m still me inside the clothes, and get used to seeing me in them. Then add a second item, maybe a bra, stockings or heels for another few weeks, taking things at her pace until she became more used to it. I suggested that, but she doesn’t ever want to see me in a single piece of female clothing. I can accept (reluctantly) that she may never want to see me dressed, fully or partly, but I’ve told her that this thing is an integral part of me, and has been for much longer than I’ve known her. I have many needs to remain happy in my life, and satisfying the CD need is one of them. At the very least, I told her I need her to recognise that, and to willingly give me the space and time to satisfy that need, with (preferably) or without her direct involvement. She also has needs, to feel loved, appreciated and looked after physically, emotionally and sexually by me, her husband. And although I fully accept that it is my duty to satisfy her needs, I thoroughly enjoy doing so too, but if I continue CDing, then she will be unhappy, and I’ve failed her, and if I stop (always assuming I can!) I’m the one who will be deeply unhappy, and knowing that deep down, I’ll still be yearning to continue, will probably not make her happy either.
My ultimate CD goal, that I want to achieve before I get too old, is to get good enough to go out en-femme (without getting recognised!), shopping or for a meal etc., but I wonder if I really have the courage. I’d dress to blend in for that and would love to go with my wife, but at home, I go for the really sexy look with lingerie, and I’d really enjoy making love to my wife from time to time, with both of us dressed. I really wonder if both of these will remain pipe dreams for me.
I’m sorry I’ve rabbitted on for so long, but it’s helped me to get it off my chest. Fortunately we’re still talking, and for now, rationally too. But I’ve run out of ideas to try and take us forwards. Maybe many of you have been here before, and if you did find a way of finding a compromise which satisfied both of you, I’d really appreciate any suggestions you may have, particularly from GGs who’ve experienced what my wife is going through.
All the best,
Tony
Enough of talking in riddles. To recap my story to date (some of you will have read this in my earlier posts), I’m 62 and started CDing at about 10. I married the best girl in the world at 25, and didn’t tell her because I thought “sex on tap” would cure my need. Wrong! Almost 20 years ago, I ‘fessed up, but didn’t make a good job of it; I didn’t know as much as I do now. After much heartache and many tears, she finally said she “didn’t want to know”, so I remained in the closet until I joined this forum 18 months ago, but I think she thought I’d stopped. After listening to good advice from the great people here (mainly the GGs, god bless them), I decided to bring the subject into the open again, and stop living a lie. I’d been lucky not to get caught for all that time, and thought the potential shock of discovery posed a greater threat to my marriage than a controlled disclosure. Again following advice, I bought a copy of “My Husband Betty”, read it myself, marking the places which I identified with, and asked my wife to read the first 4 chapters before we had a discussion. I didn’t push it too hard in case I turned her off completely, but it was over 6 months later that we had the discussion, and she’d stioll only read 30 or 40 pages!
I started by telling her that whatever the outcome, I’d always love her and wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. (I meant it too, so if anyone wants to recommend that I walk away and find a more accepting partner, forget it!). I also ensured she knew I wanted a much more active sex life with her. We’d had none for months, since she’d said she could not bring herself to make love to someone who wanted to wear women’s clothes! During the discussion, which spread over several weeks, She re-iterated that the whole idea of me wanting to dress in women’s clothes (ANY clothes from panties to the whole 9 yards) made her feel sick and there was no way she’d ever be able to change how she felt. She thought she married a 100% man, and that’s what she still wants, and “I can’t be a 100% man if I wear women’s clothes”. No amount of telling her that I’m not gay, don’t want sex with anyone else but her, don’t want a sex change and only want to dress from time to time (it’s all true) makes any difference. I’m not one who feels like a woman trapped in a man’s body; under the clothes I’m still the same guy I am in drab, but she can’t see that. I’ve pointed out that none of us are all male or all female, we’re all a mixture of characteristics. I love foreplay before and cuddles afterwards, help out in the home, she gets more kisses from me than I get from her, and she admits that outwardly, I seem 100% male, and maybe a little macho at times. I asked if she wanted me to stop showing this feminine side of me (of course she doesn’t), but she says many men behave like this. I agreed that many men are not afraid of showing their feminine side today, even David Beckham! And that what is seen as masculine and feminine is only what the society we live in accepts at this point in time. But she can’t accept this.
Well, we have re-kindled our sex life, but it’s still very patchy. She knows I’d like to be much more adventurous in bed (yes, even at my age!), but doesn’t share my enthusiasm. Every other aspect of our life together is getting better all the time, especially since we both retired and have the time and money to pursue our other goals, but on CDing, we are still poles apart. I, myself, don’t want anyone else I know to find out about my “interest”, but she has even said she’d be so embarrassed that she would have to move 100 miles away if anyone did find out. She doesn’t want me to use mail order in case a package breaks and the postman sees the contents, or if one gets accidentally delivered to a neighbour! She’s that paranoid about it! She doesn’t know how I will not die of embarrassment if I go into a fetish shoe shop (even 50 miles away) to try on some high heels!
Her solution is for me to just stop. “If alcoholics and smokers can stop, then so can you”. Even if it were possible (does anyone know how and has anyone succeeded yet?), I see that as a lose-lose situation. I know I will still want to CD, and the feeling will probably continue growing until I re-start in secret, putting our relationship at risk if I’d promised not to. She will always know that I still want to CD, and that will always interfere with our relationship. It may seem a selfish attitude, but I told her that I see no alternative to tackling the root cause of her revulsion. She won’t consider therapy or counselling (together or separate), because she says she couldn’t discuss it with any other person (I’d thought of contacting the Beaumont Society. Has anyone in the UK any experience of how useful this may be for me, or WOBS for my wife?). Similarly, she won’t join this forum and hide behind the anonymity of the ‘net to discuss this issue with others who have been through the same experience. She thinks my time on this forum is only fuelling my desire, and wants me to stop that too. I’ve offered to provide her with material to read, but “I know what’s in there, and it won’t change my mind”. She says she did eventually read the first four chapters of “My Husband Betty”, but I doubt it. She’d have known that there wasn’t a simple cure! Helen Boyd made that very clear. But then I don’t think she wants to believe that either!
I’d read of a suggestion here that it may be possible to overcome her revulsion by getting her to agree to seeing me in one female item for a few weeks, say panties. She may think I look ridiculous at first, but eventually realise I’m still me inside the clothes, and get used to seeing me in them. Then add a second item, maybe a bra, stockings or heels for another few weeks, taking things at her pace until she became more used to it. I suggested that, but she doesn’t ever want to see me in a single piece of female clothing. I can accept (reluctantly) that she may never want to see me dressed, fully or partly, but I’ve told her that this thing is an integral part of me, and has been for much longer than I’ve known her. I have many needs to remain happy in my life, and satisfying the CD need is one of them. At the very least, I told her I need her to recognise that, and to willingly give me the space and time to satisfy that need, with (preferably) or without her direct involvement. She also has needs, to feel loved, appreciated and looked after physically, emotionally and sexually by me, her husband. And although I fully accept that it is my duty to satisfy her needs, I thoroughly enjoy doing so too, but if I continue CDing, then she will be unhappy, and I’ve failed her, and if I stop (always assuming I can!) I’m the one who will be deeply unhappy, and knowing that deep down, I’ll still be yearning to continue, will probably not make her happy either.
My ultimate CD goal, that I want to achieve before I get too old, is to get good enough to go out en-femme (without getting recognised!), shopping or for a meal etc., but I wonder if I really have the courage. I’d dress to blend in for that and would love to go with my wife, but at home, I go for the really sexy look with lingerie, and I’d really enjoy making love to my wife from time to time, with both of us dressed. I really wonder if both of these will remain pipe dreams for me.
I’m sorry I’ve rabbitted on for so long, but it’s helped me to get it off my chest. Fortunately we’re still talking, and for now, rationally too. But I’ve run out of ideas to try and take us forwards. Maybe many of you have been here before, and if you did find a way of finding a compromise which satisfied both of you, I’d really appreciate any suggestions you may have, particularly from GGs who’ve experienced what my wife is going through.
All the best,
Tony