Connie (above) sent this comment in concerning her wife…a trans widow:
“My wife is a trans widow. When asked how she’s been able to handle my transition, she’ll tell you that she had to, first, mourn the loss of the man she married. So did I, really. We’ve been married for 49 years, but it’s not the same marriage that we had for the first 40. I know, however, that it would have ended altogether had I continued with the deceit that accompanied and facilitated my cross dressing. I was lying to her and to myself, because I was never really a cross dresser. Even after I came to realize that fact, I continued to live a double life (unsuccessfully, for the most part) for a number of years.
Unlike your situation, my wife was far more receptive to my transitioning than she was to my cross dressing. I’m so much more accessible, both physically and emotionally, than I was when I was sneaking out to “get my girl on.” Furthermore, a night out led to my depression the next day. I would wake up the next morning still feeling every bit the woman I had been the night before, and I just couldn’t bear the thought of facing the day as a man anymore. My wife recognized this, and she decided that she’d rather have a happier woman in her life than a depressed husband. However, she will never waver from her declaration to me that she made in the beginning: “I am not a Lesbian!”.
As always, thanks for the comment! My wife used to say the same thing about being a lesbian. During one bitter fight, I was stupid enough to say she was protesting too much. She did not see the humor in it.