Well my revealing my fetish of dressing at least partially has ended my marriage. I tried to trust her enough to tell her my secret of my need from time to time to let my feminine side out and now I killed my marriage. I'm trying really hard not to blame her for rejecting me, but it's difficult to say the least. I was a good husband in every way I know, but now she has told her best friend about something I held secret for my whole life, she has shamed me to her friend and betrayed the trust I put in her by telling her in the first place. I can't help what I feel, I'm not evil or sick, I'm a good person inside. I work long and hard, I took care of our home, I made love to my wife with true passion, but because I'm not what is socially acceptable, I'm a freak in her eyes, and now her friend too. She has shamed me, she has abandoned me, in spite of the love I gave her, the kind of love that poets write about, but now I've been forsaken and cast aside.. I'm now alone in the dark, with the feeling of being a fool to be ridiculed for being honest.