I am not handling this very well.
I came back home unannounced and he was in my dress. I dont have anything against folks who choose to crossdress-I think many of the pictures here are actually quite adorable and sweet even...
But I have severe trust issues due to having a fairly chaotic childhood and being around male predators and I am left wondering what else I dont know...the first thing he said when I saw him in my dress was a lie about it bringing me close to him......how many other lies can he tell?
It also places a very strange, stress inducing dynamic on the relationship via shifts in sexual dynamics. I am by nature a fairly feminine women, but have learned to be strong willed, obstinate, tenacious and fight to do the very best for my children as a single mom. In some ways this almost gives me a masculine air, with folks even saying I am dominant and bullheaded at times. However I dont enjoy this role-it is simply what i was forced to become in order to survive. I already quell much of my emotional responses in order to control the world around me and find security, but it is emotionally exhausting.
Thus what I would seek in a relationship is someone stronger than me, who could allow me to relax and be more emotional and feminine in contrast to their more masculine persona. Admitting to my own kink, I could easily fall into the role of a sub with the right partner, just to be able to let someone else take control for awhile.
In this relationship, I was already strained as my partner is very clingy and emotional and very feminine in his affection, so I already feel as though I must be the strong one. He tends to be passive and nonactive, so I end up having to be the active driving force much of the time to get things done in our lives. Even his mannerisms are feminine to the point of others having made fun of him as being gay in the past.
In addition he suffers from psychological impotence, something I knew about from very early on in our relationship, so I have tried to be extremely supportive and accepting about...even though at times I feel like he is more attracted to me as a comfort object than a real person-I already felt a bit like I was mother figure or stuffed cuddle bear or blanket he clings to for comfort. My apologies for the graphicness, but often he maintains an erection while rubbing up against me, but loses it when he penetrates me...leaving me feel as though I am unattractive.
I do love him, but this really kind of pushed the strange dynamics over the top...it really grosses me out that he was wearing my dress and likely masterbating on it...it's mine, not his, and it isnt me, its just an object, but is an object I would wear later not knowing what he had done....
I would think he might be gay but he is a bit homophobic to be honest...
This has just messed with my head a great deal...I asked him very early on if he had odd fetishes or other things that would help him past his impotence and he could have shared this then...I would have thought it odd, but it may not have been a deal breaker...
I am moving out now as I need time alone to try and figure this out...
Do these feelings of yuckiness and betrayal ever pass?