I think it's been a month or two since I've been here... I was coming to the site probably three or four times a day, and just started going through a real rough patch. I've had major heart issues, and even after surgery last year and a stent, still I don't feel right. My particular disease almost killed me twice, and if I had not done my own research, I'd be dead right now because the doctors don't know much about it. Thanks to the magic of Facebook, I've met others who have been through the same things. Unfortunately, all the signs are telling me seeing the age of fifty (14 yrs away) may not be in the cards. Throw in the fact that I could not work because medically I could not do most jobs and that added stress. I lost a job when the surgeon put a lifting restriction on me. Add a couple kids with ADHD who refuse to behave, and serious marital issues arise. Then add in that my surgeon failed to tell me about the whole dying during surgery and having to be revived thing until TWO MONTHS afterward, and I finally just came to the point where I had to ask myself why I should keep going. The therapist I saw basically sugar coated everything I brought up and only wanted to tell me about marriage games she learned from her Bible study. Yeah, THAT is why I pay you, I didn't come here for marriage counseling! Finally I ended up seeing a counselor at the VA, a PhD candidate, who did this thing called LISTENING. And he gave me honest feedback. Every thing I thought about as a solution was a textbook sign of severe, hopeless depression. I never thought I was depressed at all, just frustrated with all the things I have zero control over. While I never got to the point of holding the tool in the hand to end things, I thought about it a lot for about a week. I updated my will and directives. I thought it through, and the only thing stopping me was trying to find a way to make it look like an accident so the wife could still collect life insurance. Finally she blew up and laid into me about everything bothering her. Most of it was stuff I could do nothing about and I just lost it. I told her she was better off without me and I was done with everything. I rarely ever cry but I broke down and told her everything that I was feeling. The whole conversation changed and we both realized we love each other no matter what. I told her I have tried to control the Allison side, but reality is, I feel like I should have been born a woman, and if I were single, I would live full time as such, leaving all my extended family behind and moving wherever I could live freely. I told her if she wanted a divorce to take whatever she wanted, that I felt like I totally failed her. She held me and we just kind of sat on the bed for an hour. I told her I could live with Allison hiding for a while, but I don't know how long. I feel like my time in this life is limited and I don't want to look back with regrets. Plus, I'm a little jealous and frustrated how easily she was able to accept her sister being in a relationship openly with a MTF TS woman but not me, which I know is unfair, but it is what it is.
Anyway, I started a new job that pays OK, found a couple new hobbies, and had a girl in my facebook group thank me for sharing my story about my heart. Apparently she had similar symptoms and was getting a bypass after I told her to get checked out, so she credited me with helping save her. My wife is trying to accept that I may be trans and not "just" CD, and if I can't be 100% out, I can live with it as long as she tries to understand and hopefully accept she has both a husband and a wife all in one. I guess my point in all of this is that life is too short to ignore your reality and not truly LIVE, and it's perfectly OK to seek outside help when you are at your wit's end. You never know who you can help and influence either, you are not worthless.