Too much has happened to cover it all in one post so here are the highlights: Nov. 22nd: Recovered repressed memories, realized I was trans. Dec. 2nd: after numerous arguments with my wife I mustered the courage to start HRT against her wishes. Granted I keep my medications, feminizing routines, and feminine products hidden from her. Dec. 4th: My wife now understands my decision and asks that she be kept informed and part of the conversation. We agree to take the next phase of my marriage one day at a time, even if it may mean divorcing or perhaps staying together. Dec. 5th: My wife asks that I not share my transness with her family, nor with my own. I reluctantly agree. Dec. 9th: I skip out on her families yearly Christmas party to go see my family. I come out to my mom, she was fully supportive. I come out to my brothers and their spouses, fully supportive as well.

Dec. 11th: I come out to my grandparents…they did finally land on saying they will love/support me…but not before saying some truly awful things. Here is what I heard that I’m still struggling with:

When I first said that I am trans she said “Oh lord, and here I thought my own son attempting to rob a bank was the worst thing someone could do!”

I confessed that in my youth I was suicidal: I said that I didn’t want to live if it meant not being a girl…my grandmothers reply: “well who hasn’t had that thought (of suicide)?”

I then confess to surviving sexual assault on several occasions…she again says well who hasn’t and then proceeds to tell me of a time that she was groped/assaulted before saying “that’s just life!”

These aren’t even the worst things that she said to me, but I’m just so hurt due to me having been so close to my grandparents my whole life.

Idk, can someone tell me I’m pretty and that everything will be ok? I just really need some encouragement now, ideally cuddles, but kind words will do 😢