Oh god
My family are away for a few days and I've been dressing intensely. I can feel it all building again, just when I thought I had my life under control
You see, the problem is that while my wife knows, she is scared about where it can lead. And so am I to be perfectly honest. If I was to be clear about where my head is with her, she would be horribly affected, and while the desire to dress is immense for me, my desire to protect my beautiful wife from pain is stronger. This leaves me in a no-win hell. My head is splitting.
I don't know what to do.
I was in a space where the balance was right. I'd dress occasionally, with her blessing, and that seemed enough. But these past days I've been in girl mode 100% and the pink fog is descending rapidly.
This post isn't seeking advice, as I've heard it all before. It's more cathartic, if anything.
Best
Simone
