Luckily, I vented on a post earlier.
On the way to an Engagement Encounter in 1987, we stopped at a dinner place known for it's Salad Bar. My wife got a large plate of potato skis and loaded them up with sour cream and cheese and bacon bits, etc. and it was about twice of what I could eat. When I mentioned that it had a lot of calories, my wife to be basically told me that if I ever questioned her again about her eating, she would leave me, and she was seriously considering whether to continue with our wedding plans.
She has never had any problems letting me know when I displeased her or disgust her. I on the other hand refuse to insult, or let her know if she does things I find disgusting.
She has changed physically and mentally over the years before she even knew I crossdressed that I would have found disgusting if I had met her as the way she is now when I was the age I met her.
I treat her well, letting her know every day that I love her, both in word and touch.
We remain together because I let her ride roughshod all over me and because I love her and do not believe I could ever find another person that could love me. And I believe I would not need to crossdress as much if she hadn't changed so much over the years (but that is probably just a wish on my part).
Dee (me) is just basically standing up for myself when I have failed to do so for so many years over fear.
Dee
