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We've reached an agreement here at home, thanks in part to her shrink. While she will never understand my being TG - which is understandable - she's willing to endure it on a "don't ask don't tell" sort of basis. We have some other issues to work out, and as long as those get resolved, my being Mere will not be an issue. While part of this is unfair to me, in terms of not being able to talk about it, she is willing to accept that it is a part of me that will never go away. Her therapist helped her to see that point. It is nice to know that every now and then we can joke about it. She still doesn't want anyone to call me here, or at least when she's not at home. I do feel this has been a major step towards a better life.
My kid had back to back soccer games yesterday. She was fantastic, and even scored a goal! I worked with her on soccer fundamentals in the back yard today. Yes, I was in drab. I didn't think being out there in my short blue athletic skirt would have been a good idea.
Went back to AA for the first time in a while. It was nice. I shouldn't have done this, but I smoked a few ciggies. Ooops. That's a great thing for an asthmatic to do.
