I guess it was inevitable. I got busted again Tuesday. I have previously posted how intolerant my wife is toward cross-dressing. She has threatened divorce if I couldn’t stop. She says, “If you really love me, you’d stop.’
I have hidden my activities and clothing well for the last few years. I was tripped up on Tuesday when my wife took the unprecedented step of taking the empty garbage can from the street back to the garage. A package for some stockings I had bought was still in the bottom of the can since the garbage man didn’t fully empty it. She knew they were not hers since she doesn’t wear stockings or pantyhose anymore.
She is talking to me about this. She asked if I still had the stockings. I lied to her and told her I had thrown them away. I told her I succumbed to stress I was having on the job. That is true, because the more I am stressed, the more I feel the need to dress.
I tried to explain how it wasn’t her fault. It was all on me. She has inadequacy issues, and this hit her hard. She felt that if she was a better wife, I wouldn’t do this. I told her I had been dressing since before I met her, so it had nothing to do with her.
It ended with her telling me that she wanted to help me fight this and to let her know when I was stressed so she could help relieve the stress. I agreed.
I know I will continue dressing. I have tons of clothes she doesn’t know about. I feel like I’m being torn apart. My deep and abiding love for my wife, and my inability to stop cross-dressing, are in conflict.