The Night My World Turned Around(aka The Day Before It All Went Up In Smoke)
I had let on to my best frind at the time and his wife and she seemed more responsive than he did obviously. Turns out they both were lying about accepting it. I told my wife one night by asking her to teach me about doing my makeup. We talked, I told her I had been feeling this since my first memory. Everything seemed cool. She told me to stay out of her closet and she'd stay out of mine and to not tear up any of her shoes. SWEET!!! The next night she had a meltdown over it. Basically said she couldn't accept it. So I purged my stuff, cut off 2 feet of hair over six months and thought I had succeded in putting it away for good. No such luck. So now I'm in deeper now than I was before, have a 2 year old daughter and the wife has no idea I have a box o' goodies in the top of the closet. I now have a GGBFF who was a friend and I felt like I could open up to her and I did. She gives me strength. Now, I have a page for my femme on another social network that allows me to vent and express myself. It really is therapeutic and suggest everyone suffering from the inability to express themselves openly to make a page for their femme (or masculine) side.