helenr
12-28-2008, 10:14 PM
I have been married 26 years. About 8 years into our marriage, my 'urge' reawoke and hasn't gone away since. I am truly not sure why there was this interuption as I have been mentally transgendered since about age 6.
My wife has been tolerant, though wanting no part of any going out as girlfriends,etc-none of that acceptance. I think she is fairly typical in her response from the hundreds of posts I have read all over.
I have tried more than ever to be good to her. I am not mentally able to 'perform as a male' but she hasn't wanted sex with me due to her mental discomfort of me being either dressed en femme or thinking that way. I can appreciate this too.
Since my diagnosis with a rare skin cancer and the scary statistics, she has been much more tolerant. I don't mean that she is thinking of my life insurance coverage,etc. She seems to feel bad that she was so critical of my innate need to express my transgenderism. She knows I have been on some meds, and it seems she truly doesn't care at this point. Our relationship has improved, I try so to be attentive, don't challenge some of the goofy pills and elixirs she prepares for me-just be agreeable.
Isn't it ironic how a life threatening condition can trigger better communication, greater love, tolerance of what really is pretty small stuff, and general improved relationship? Helen
My wife has been tolerant, though wanting no part of any going out as girlfriends,etc-none of that acceptance. I think she is fairly typical in her response from the hundreds of posts I have read all over.
I have tried more than ever to be good to her. I am not mentally able to 'perform as a male' but she hasn't wanted sex with me due to her mental discomfort of me being either dressed en femme or thinking that way. I can appreciate this too.
Since my diagnosis with a rare skin cancer and the scary statistics, she has been much more tolerant. I don't mean that she is thinking of my life insurance coverage,etc. She seems to feel bad that she was so critical of my innate need to express my transgenderism. She knows I have been on some meds, and it seems she truly doesn't care at this point. Our relationship has improved, I try so to be attentive, don't challenge some of the goofy pills and elixirs she prepares for me-just be agreeable.
Isn't it ironic how a life threatening condition can trigger better communication, greater love, tolerance of what really is pretty small stuff, and general improved relationship? Helen