Anniversary of a sort

Today is an anniversary of a sort for me.

This day, one year ago, my wife discovered the remainder of my crossdressing clothing 'stash'. I was on a work trip to San Francisco, and was in a meeting when she called me on my cellphone to ask "Did I have anything to tell her?"

Being confused at the context, I remained silent. She continued to say that she had found a bag hidden away in my home office closet that had female clothes, and high heel shoes in it. Not being in a place where by I could discuss further, I told her I'd call her back at the end of the meeting I was currently in.

Naturally, my heart was beating, and my mind in turmoil. But i came to the decision to be honest and own up to my crossdressing. It was not a happy conversation.

Was it the best decision? I think so, even though it has put a huge strain on our relationship. I still have to sleep downstairs most nights as she leapt to the 'normal' conclusion that most people do, that I am deviant, and probably gay, and she struggles with that. No matter how much I try to tell her that I'm not gay (after all, most crossdressers are actually straight) and that crossdressing is just a expression of my softer side, she says that she can not trust me.

That said, we are still married, and I try harder to be a better husband. She has kept her promise not to 'out' me, although I suspect she has spoken to her Mom about it...how many girls can keep a secret from their Mom?

The fact is, I have not dressed up for over two years, and had almost purged my stash when she found it. If she had not found the stash when she did, it would have been gone the following week when there was another charity clothing pickup.

Fate it seems, wanted her to know....

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