Tibetan,
I really appreciate your giving us your thoughts in this matter, particularly since they are material to a quandary in which I find myself. It is clear to me that I have always had a significant degree of gender variance, and this has had a substantial effect on the manner in which I deal with the world and relate to other people, particularly in sexually or emotionally charged situations My wife knew about these effects, if not their cause, and married me anyway. More recenttly the medications prescribed to me by the medical profession have in effect chemically castrated me. For a time I felt some guilt about this because I thought I might have connived in the process, but I'm now fairly certain that most of the damage was done before I became aware what was happening. Three months of trying to restore male function failed completely and we are now resigned to the situation. I have tried quite hard to explain to my wife why I believe that I am gender variant, and have said in passing, and truthfully at the time, that I am not a cross dresser. I don't seem to have succeeded in persuading her that my gender variance is real or at least that is the attitude she chooses to take (the same applies to what I have learned about some of my medical conditions), and she tends to shut down any attempt at discussing it, but now that I have some degree of feminisation I am becoming interested in discovering what my female persona looks like. The photo session that produced my avatar was a first time and secret experiment, and I am definitely nervous about discussing with my wife my new found interest in what I would look like as a woman unless I can persuade her that it need not be a threat to our relationship. Actually I feel that we are both treading very cautiously here trying to find our way around the pink elephant in the room.
I really appreciate your giving us your thoughts in this matter, particularly since they are material to a quandary in which I find myself. It is clear to me that I have always had a significant degree of gender variance, and this has had a substantial effect on the manner in which I deal with the world and relate to other people, particularly in sexually or emotionally charged situations My wife knew about these effects, if not their cause, and married me anyway. More recenttly the medications prescribed to me by the medical profession have in effect chemically castrated me. For a time I felt some guilt about this because I thought I might have connived in the process, but I'm now fairly certain that most of the damage was done before I became aware what was happening. Three months of trying to restore male function failed completely and we are now resigned to the situation. I have tried quite hard to explain to my wife why I believe that I am gender variant, and have said in passing, and truthfully at the time, that I am not a cross dresser. I don't seem to have succeeded in persuading her that my gender variance is real or at least that is the attitude she chooses to take (the same applies to what I have learned about some of my medical conditions), and she tends to shut down any attempt at discussing it, but now that I have some degree of feminisation I am becoming interested in discovering what my female persona looks like. The photo session that produced my avatar was a first time and secret experiment, and I am definitely nervous about discussing with my wife my new found interest in what I would look like as a woman unless I can persuade her that it need not be a threat to our relationship. Actually I feel that we are both treading very cautiously here trying to find our way around the pink elephant in the room.