My husband and I met twelve years ago, dated for two years, shared an apartment for six years, bought a house four years ago, legally married three years ago and well, basically built a life together over those twelve years.
Some of this I've written before, so please bear with me. Just before we met, I connected with a transgender church. Just another attempt to investigate what else was going on in my head. I never told my husband the real reason I had connected with this particular church. To be frank, I dont remember what I told him. Once we met, I put these thoughts on the back burner once again. Much like what I went through with the gay issue, it keeps creeping forward demanding attention.
Ive come to remember as a kid not wanting my G-d given equipment, wanting, as someone else on the board said, girl parts down there instead. I remember one time my mother caught me with a bathrobe belt (I think) tied tight around everything. Had loads of fun trying to talk myself out of that one, but thats another story.
Every time Id look at this issue Id come to the same conclusion, to get those parts Id have to live as a female. Something I didnt want. It was only after an internet search landed me here and I read someone elses story did I realize I could have the parts I wanted and live as a male.
Please, how did everyone else handle this with their partner?
