I recently came clean to my SO--The only person I have ever told about my dressing. I had no choice. I was caught. At first she was open to it, but now, she says that she doesn't want to be with a crossdresser. She says I'm not a real man. She is also dying to tell other people about it (which is why I kept it from her for all of these years). Our relationship was rocky before my startling revelation, and to say it's taken a turn for the worse is an understatement. My CDing has become a lightning rod for what was already near constant criticism. She has taken to reminding me daily that "even if she were a guy, she wouldn't find me attractive" en femme.
I am so unhappy that I had a not-so-fleeting thought of just checking out of this life and seeing what would happen in the next one. Then I got a hold of myself and realized that I am not the problem. I am a good person and my heart is kind. Hearing the opposite from someone who is supposed to be closest to you can wear on you.
An example: Here I was, thinking of offing myself over her day-long tirade that began when I served our young daughter a frozen kid's meal. She launched into me with something about how that particular meal was supposed to used from two Saturdays from now and that frozen dinners are only to be used when she's in a pinch for time to make her life easier--she stays at home while I work and the kid goes to school all day-- somehow, by serving this frozen dinner, I was preventing her from getting to the gym, planning our retirement, scheduling someone to inspect the heating system, etc. She then took the time to place lables on everything in the house that needed to be put away, and the led me and my daughter on a "tour" of the house while ranting that if it were not for her, we'd live like pigs (nevermind the housekeepers just came a couple of days ago)... she labled the cordless phone, clean laundry, some toys a few pieces of mail, but trust me, this house was NOT in disarray. The madness continued for the remainder of the day and turned to my CDing late in the evening. I feel like I'm at my wit's end. We've had counseling, but she says that I "turn counselors against her" because I know how to say things a certain way. Is it just me, but aren't couselors supposed to be trained to cut through BS from either side of a couple?
Sorry, thanks for listening
Sad Jill