Originally Posted by
Tina B.
Umm, be smart, you say. Well I don't know you or your wife but let me tell you what I found to be smart. Five years into our marriage, I found myself trying to keep "the secret", I also found that lack of time to myself, and her not knowing why I would want it, was driving me into a state of depression, and bringing a life time of suppressed rage to the surface. In other words, I was a lousey partner, not fit to spend time with, augmentative, ready to start a fight over just about anything, even I couldn't stand me anymore, After a major fight, she packed up and went home to momma. Then after a few days to cool off, we go together to figure out where we where going to go from there. We talked about getting back together, or not, and how we could try to make things better, and then it hit me, it was never going to be better, with this huge secret between us. So I told her if she wanted to come home, there was something she needed to know before that happened, and I let it all out. The years of hiding, and fear, the self loathing, for being something I didn't understand, but the one thing I did understand was , this is for life, it's not going away, and I would no longer hide in my own home, because if I didn't get my head on right, I was of no use to either of us. I was ready to say good bye, figured that's the way it would go, but at least I had been honest with the one person I really cared about, to my surprize, she took me shopping that evening, and bought me 2 dresses, Garter belt and matching bra, heels, wig and jewelry, That was over thirty five years ago, and it was the smartest thing I ever did, and even if it had gone the other way, I knew a life of hiding in my own home, was not a life I wanted to live. And as the old saying goes, we have lived happily ever after!
Tina B.