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This evening my wife and I went for a swim and sauna which we haven't done for a while. I openly discussed the itchiness of my shaved body and she suggested I get a wax. Good and objective talk without shaming.
But when we got home she painted my nails! I've never had my nails painted in my life, so for her to paint them for me is amazing. The colour isn't the best but blimey, I am very happy to see my hands painted and very very grateful of my wife, to offer this to me at a still early stage. I did say so, and I also reiterated that our marriage is always more important than me crossdressing - she's previously said she loves me too much to get me to stop but that she doesn't find me attractive as a woman and may not be able to stay with me as things progress. We're doing ok.
I can't overstate enough what a psychological shift has been produced by my journey and our journey. To have acceptance from her, to be seen and loved and not outright rejected.
I have to now accept I'm a crossdresser, it can't be written off as stress because I'm not working or boredom, or using crossdressing as a vehicle to break free of social norms and a dominant mother.
The consequence? I can't sleep yet again. I've recently restarted anti depressants to help find my mojo again but also I've had (sorry for graphical post) an erection for hours. I don't feel particularly aroused: I'd like to make love to my wife if she wasn't too tired, but it's more a psychological release I think. I've always been very easily stimulated at my wife's slightest touch (it's a running joke) but the progress I feel I'm making with crossdressing and in general confined with the effects of the anti depressants is making my already poor sleep even worse. It might seem an odd link, but I clearly connect my painted nails (and my wife doing the painting) with tonight's erection.
So I'm happy, but tired.
I have painted nails! 😄😄😊