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In the course of my CD and Transgender reading (latest research, books and articles) I came across this quote "tolerance is not acceptance or understanding" and it made me think how so many of us are in DADT relationships with our wives or girlfriends. I'm well aware of all the variables in everyone's relationships and that each wife reacts differently to the uncomfortable news that their husbands are crossdressers. While tolerance from our partners is oftentimes the best we can hope for it would be wonderful to experience true acceptance and support. For those of you who have accepting wives I'm curious how you measure your partners actual acceptance, her actual understanding of crossdressing and where you fall on the transgender spectrum. Has she read literature on the subject, does she ask you probing questions in an attempt to better understand and love you. Finally, what do you think it is about your partner that allows her to see past the makeup and breast forms and love you for "you" when so many women just can't bring themselves to even picture their husbands in a dress and as a result are uncomfortable with the whole subject. Would love to hear everyones' thoughts.
Robyn
Thanks for the post, Robyn. Wise word from both. For many years I was looking for a woman who would accept me as I am; but it never happened. I had two or three good relationships, but they didn't last long. There are times when I miss one of them. The times I tried to talk frankly about the subject with them, words arose that suggested stopping progress because we were approaching disaster. A saving spoiler perhaps.
I don't know if I didn't know how to choose my SO, if it's because I had to live in an ultra-conservative and sexist society or if I loved more than they loved me. Curiously, it was never me who decided to end a relationship.
I believe that we all deserve someone to love us as we are. I am content to maintain a DADT relationship with the people I love. I have learned, particularly in these recent years, to accept and love myself. To be who I am and feel happy like that.
Gisela
Wives can tolerate things within a marriage such as any hobby their man pursues. They don't understand why he wants to do a particular hobby, nor understand or want any interest in it. Acceptance is not dissimilar in they accept it but again have no interest. It makes their man happy and they let them get on with it and there are even boundaries.
I would say the word is 'Embrace' suggesting full appreciation and even being involved.
Interesting topic Robyn as it has really got me thinking. My SO has known for over 10 years I am gender fluid. She has never seen me dressed and doesn't want to. She doesn't mind that I shave my legs or buff my nails but never brings up the subject of my dressing but will talk to me about it when I bring it up but you can tell she is uncomfortable when we do. I have often dreamed of being able to discuss outfits and makeup ideas with her. I am not in a DADT situation as I do sometimes tell her when I have been out as Olivia and we discuss my and her feelings on me being partly female however I am much more in a situation of tolerance than anything else.
Robyn,
My wife left me for reasons other than my cding. She knew about my Kerri side and was neutral about it. My currant life is a mishmash. I have my Kerri side but most of the time I’m a 64 year old dude with bad knees. John Wayne would say I’m a pathetic pantywaist but that is 100 year old thinking. Just surviving in a world with plugged up kitchen sink drains is trauma. I need Janice the plumber to rescue me. Girls rule.
Robyn -
Thank you for this topic.
I would have to say I'm in a border line tolerance/acceptance situation. When I first came out to my wife a few years ago she felt betrayed and didn't want to see me dressed. Over time she came to tolerate/accept my dressing. She gave me some of her clothes she no longer wore or didn't fit her and helped me shop online for bras and dresses. When they arrived she had me try them on so she could make sure they fit. Her attitude was if I was going to dress I needed to look pretty. Again over time she became more tolerant to the point of going for mani-pedi's together and agreeing to me getting color on my toes. Eventually she suggested I spend the day dressed. That was an interesting day - it was last Easter, she was making dinner and she said people don't get dressed up anymore for Easter - why don't you get dressed for the day. I was surprised but went and changed into a dress, wig and put on make up, needless to say I also had on a bra and panties. When I was done I went downstairs weraing my heels. When she saw me she said hello Suzanne don't you look pretty. I spent the rest of the day with her dressed. That has happened a few times since. Last year she asked if I thought about getting my ears pierced and for my birthday took me to get them done. We've been shopping in stores and thrift shops for things for both of us. She took me to a shoe store once for shoes for Suzanne and had me try the shoes on. All of that was done in drab, but the fact that she did that with me was nice. She doesn't want me dressing outside the house and I am fine with that. There have been times that I have gone out wearing a pair of ankle boots she helped me buy. She said they look like men's cowboy boots so she is okay with that. There have been a few times when we have had discusssions about my dressing that she has said I am more girly than her which was nice to hear. She also said she liked having Suzanne around at times as she never had a girly relationship with friends growing up as she was more into sports. Honestly I'm happy with how things are. Would I like to go out dressed - yes, will it happen - probably not but I'm not giving up hope.
XOXO
Suzanne
My wife tolerates because she is disabled and I have to do everything for her. But she does not accept - that is a bridge too far for her.
Alice Black
I'm always a little torn when this subject comes up because I'm incredibly fortunate and don't want to come across as a humblebrag, but here we go. My wife and I are very close, the very best of friends and I would rather do nothing with her than something with someone else. We talk about everything, our interests, dreams, intimate desires, etc. there is nothing out of bounds. Early in our relationship, I would drop hints about dressing and how much I liked it but it was always in an intimate context. Then she said to me once "you can take this as far as you need to, you know" and then Nikki began to assert herself outside of our usual context and she observed that "this isn't about sex for you." Along the way we had many conversations and she was unfailingly supportive at every step. It's not an exaggeration to say that without her as a sounding board my own self acceptance would have taken much longer.
To borrow Angela's word, my wife has EMBRACED Nikki. She actively enjoys it, enjoys being out in the world with me en femme, encourages me and generally creates a safe space for me to be all I am. She bought me my first pair of heels, my first (and still favorite) dress, breast forms, and more. Without her active engagement, I would not have the accepting circle of friends that I do. I can dress however and whenever I want, but even more that she will often tell me to put on something pretty. Once I got overwhelmed by the degree of her support and encouragement and tearfully asked her why, and she told me this: loving me the way that she does moves her to want to know all of me, to SEE all of me, and that Nikki has opened a whole new and fun way for us to experience our love together. Another not insignificant detail is that my wife was raised by a close knit lesbian family, and I think having two moms in a lifelong interracial marriage probably expanded her own thinking about LGBTQ+ issues and society. She also came out as bi when she was a college freshman, so she has her own personal LGBTQ connection as well. I have a hunch that all of these factors have had a role in her expansive embrace (thanks, again, Angela; it's very apt) of femme me. Apologies for length!
I feel a bit greedy buying lottery tickets; I've already won!
PS This is the second marriage for both of us. I spent half my life with someone who couldn't accept me on a fundamental level. Crossdressing never came up; it couldn't.
Thank you for this very important topic Robyn, one that touches us all in different ways. I think that the discussion about acceptance needs to be viewed from the context of the very human need to "fit in." Everyone, husbands and wives, have gone through that mill. As young people trying to find where we fit into the world around us which is fraught with miss-steps and anguish, forming our world view. There is nothing easy on either side of the husband/wife equation which is why I thing if takes a great deal of kindness to accept ones self and ones partner. Although, I do feel it does get easier with time, just because as you get older you just get tired of trying to fit in and realize that it doesn't matter much in the grand scheme of things.
I am fortunately my wife is a very kind person, she has helped me explore my feminine side and there are many things we enjoy together, whether that is looking at fashion, going thrift shopping (that may be our down fall) and all those other things that we enjoy doing. I am truly blessed and hope the same for all of you lovely ladies around the world.
This is a great topic!
My wife is accepting & supportive.
I am not anywhere on the transgender spectrum. I am a crossdresser, because I do not deny my gender.
My wife has always been encouraging. For example, if we are out shopping together and I show interest in a particular dress or a piece of jewelry, she will encourage me to buy it.
We often go out together as two girls
Her view has always been that the female clothes are just that, just clothing. I am still her husband, even though I sometimes wear female clothing. I once posted here on CDH, "Some men play golf, I play girl." I believe that still holds true for me and for my wife. Rather than play golf I would much rather doll myself up with make up, put on a pretty dress, slip into some high heels and go out in public where people could see how pretty I look. My wife often accompanies me. We make it a girls day out.
When I have been involved with support groups, my wife has joined in right with me in an effort to support the spouses, SOs, and GFs of crossdressers. We both served on the administrative board of the TRIESS group here in Atlanta until that group was taken over by a negative power person, at which time, we resigned.
There's more I could say. I have sat through many support meetings and listened to the dynamics of many marriages and relationships. They are all different, very different in so many ways.
Please forgive my ignorance but, what is “DADT”?
Ah, of course.
Thank you for clarifying that for me.
I think acceptance and tolerance are part of the toing and froing of relationships in many areas.
I have mentioned before that I like hunting and we also butcher our own livestock for meat. My wife hates the processes, but tolerates it.
Im ok with my wife not being fully onboard with my CDing. I love being her husband. And she doesn't want me to be her girlfriend. I think that's ok.
There is not much that I can add here that hasn’t already be said. I’m so lucky to have a wife that is totally acceptant and tolerant of my crossdressing. We have been married for 48 years and we are still best friends. She loves me for who I am and always supports me in every way. We talk about it all the time and never hide anything but above all mutual respect is the key. I believe respect and honesty for each other is the key to our long marriage. We have always had a common goal for us. We have our arguments but we always talk about them in a civil manner and never fight. I’ll say it again, unconditional mutual respect.
I am not quite sure of the difference between acceptance and tolerance. I tend to use them interchangeably. My wife accepts/tolerates that I crossdress and knows how much I like to do so. She tolerates me dressing full monty once or twice a week, has tolerated a weekend with me and an old GG friend in a nearby tourist town, tolerates occasional visits from a gay friend who comes to visit Elaine, allows me to travel to the Keystone Conference, and more recently allowed a home visit of one of my CDH friends. On the other hand, she is not supportive. She doesn't want me to go outside of our home - except on rare occasions with guardrails in place. The only tips she has offered is how to better clean up makeup. She fears, and rightly so, that crossdressing for me is a slippery slope. The more I dress the more I want to dress. If I am allowed to go out the more I will want to go out. The old cliché - give an inch take a mile - applies.