I’ve mentioned a few times I would love to be the real me full time and fully transitioned but I can’t due to life and mainly medical reasons. I need to be in touch with my real self at all times not just by dressing but just being Heather in my mind. As for my wife it doesn’t matter, I live in a marriage of convenience, there is no love left in fact it’s starting to get nasty. We had a couple of friends over last night for dinner and a couple of drinks and everything was great until they went home then her head did a 360 and there was pea soup every where as she proceeded to down dress me on everything I’ve done wrong for the past 39 years and lets not forget my favourite bit why can’t you be a real man like him. I neglected to mention her friends husband has been having an affair with another man for over ten years now. Isn’t life grand.
A thoroughly pissed off Heather.