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Telling Your Secret: A Different Perspective Talia shares an email from a friend |
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Fairy Tale Endings? If you're hoping there are fairy tale endings, I'm afraid I'm going to have to disappoint you. Talia's story and situation is unique. It also has a *happy ending*. Many people's stories do not. Below is a wonderful email that I recently
received from a friend that shows a far more *typical* situation. I have
edited the content somewhat by taking out references to specific people and
places...but rest assured...these are real people who I have met or at least
chatted with online. |
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Dear Talia, Not sure if you remember me. We talk from time to time in the chat room. I was at your site a few minutes ago and was reading your article on telling your wife. I wanted to tell you about the opposite end of the spectrum, which is my life. I had also planned to tell my wife, and also thought long and hard about how to do it. I felt prepared, the day arrived, and instead of giving her a chance to prepare, I just blurted it out to her. After I finished my story, she started asking question, and none of the questions she asked were anything I had though of. You stated that you need to know your wife better than she knows herself. You can't stress that one enough. That advice is invaluable. To make a long story short, that was 3 years ago. My wife has known for that long now and so far, nothing has been solved. I have been accused of stealing her identity, robbing her of her femininity, being insensitive to her needs, all of which have pushed me close to the edge and only sessions with my therapist have stopped me from actually blowing my brains out. All that being said, I love my wife more than I can say, and tell her that every day. I have virtually all but given up actually spending any time as my female self. If I had to hang an actual time on the amount I dress, it's probably 10 hours a month. She has *allowed* me to dress while she is out for the evening and for my monthly support group meetings that she has given me permission to attend. I accepted that, and by doing so, made a pact with myself that she would know whenever I am dressed. For that reason, I pretty much gave up all dressing on the sly. She knew that I was doing that, but told me that that doesn't count as anything I gave up because she didn't know about it. Also, if there is some reason that she doesn't go out, or I have to do something else on the day my support group meets, there is no offer to allow some other time to express myself. It's just gone. According to my wife, the internet is not for gaining or sharing knowledge. It is an area made up of people that are only after certain things. Either they want to molest you or your children or they want to steal your money. I haven't found that to be the case and have met some of the most wonderful people on the internet. People on the internet have become personal acquaintances, and I have found them to be as sincere as they are in the chat rooms. Several people that I've met online attend our group meetings, and drive long distances to be there. I guess what I am driving at here is that there is being prepared with as much info in your head and on paper or other sources and being prepared emotionally, being strong emotionally so what is happening to me doesn't happen to others. I have been in therapy now for over 2 years, and don't see any end in sight. You mentioned in your writings that you find yourself being not so driven by the urge to express your feminine side. I can tell you that the opposite is true when you don't have the freedom you are experiencing right now. Frustration is a large part of my life. Being transgendered sometimes becomes a driving force. Something difficult to hold back. When I can't express myself, I become sullen, irritable and not a lot of fun to be around. It's like that now. I fight daily the envious feeling that arise when I see or talk to people that don't have the problems I do with their spouses. It isn't meant to hurt anyone, and I should be congratulating you and others on your good fortune. I would so like to have my wife know the other half of me. But I don't believe that will ever happen. needless to say, that side of me needs validation. I try to achieve that by being a *big sister* of sorts at group. In my mind now, though, some of my *little sisters* have far surpassed anything that I could ever do, and it almost seems like it should be the other way around. Sorta like a piano teacher whose students have surpassed the teacher's talents. I was told by a wonderful woman yesterday, a woman who owns a woman's clothing consignment store in the city, that I provide a wonderful service to our community. This woman is deeply involved in the T community. Although it can be satisfying to hear, the frustration is strong and I cannot maintain the good feeling that comes from hearing that. I guess you must be wondering why the hell I am telling you all this and to be honest, I guess I am too. What do I expect? Nothing except an understanding ear. Personally, I am so sick of feeling this way. It's not fun. I have always been a free spirit. I don't like the me I have become. All that being said, I guess that I just want you to know that I fee you are totally correct with what you said and did in your situation. And by putting that article on your site, if you can save just one person from this living hell, then you have done a service that will pay off in good will forever! Sincerely, KL |
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This a Failure? NO. Far from it. I think what impresses me the most about KL is her commitment to her marriage, the love she has for her spouse and using EVERY avenue at her disposal to make her situation as livable as she can: Getting professional help by continuing to see a therapist, joining and taking an active role in a support group, making T friends online and in real time, serving the community and dressing when she can. She is doing her best to understand herself, her spouse and to rebuild trust in the relationship by making and keeping a personal commitment to NOT dress unless she tells her spouse. She follows the ground rules that have been laid out. Are those ground rules *fair*? Since KL has had the inner strength to follow them...then the answer is yes. Can she work to change them? Of course! I know that KL will continue to use all of her energy to gently show her spouse that what she does is *normal* and can be accepted without fear. It's not going to be easy, but nothing in life worth having comes easily. I am confident that KL will be able to show the woman that she loves her WHOLE self, and that she is twice the person that her spouse thinks she is. |
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Final Thought I started this section by saying that my story had a *happy ending*. I put that in quotes for a reason. I'm here to tell you that I'm still in Act II of my life, and as my Les Mis crew tee shirt says...*It ain't over till the dead lady sings.* I still have Act III to look forward to, and I'm sure there will be some plot twists and surprises along the way. All we can do is take the joy that life gives when it is given. That's what I intend to do until it's my time to *sing*, take my final bow and let the curtain fall.
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