I moved back to the midwest after completing my doctoral coursework.  I was going to write my dissertation on that area and it made sense to just go home.  My and my gf broke up, and while we did have some sex, I was still somewhat deprived and made up for it a bit.  Then I became reacquainted with the woman who would become my wife. We somewhat knew each other before.  When we started dating it turned intense immediately.  With her I had more sex in one month than in the years I was with the other one. But I didn't tell her about my dressing.  I didn't do it until, as I said, just earlier this year.  We're working it out, and my being cd is less of an issue.  In fact, we've made one or two jokes about it.  But for that, and my various insecurities, she insisted I go to a psychologist.

I have not stopped dressing, nor do I want to.  I do it at home whenever alone.  She doesn't know about Meredith right now, and she knows something about this website.  Right now, the less the better.  Thanks for letting me ramble.