u/Asleep_Assist_4514

I'm going to talk to my wife about me transitioning again. I don't see it going well.

Good luck to all of you. I love you all.

I've been incredibly depressed. I live in a conservative town and family. I moved back home to take care of my parents, now parent. My wife moved back here with me. She is transgender, male to female. I came out to her a few years ago and she doesn't want me to transition. That entire thing is a long story.

To those of you who left a bad situation, basically ran away I guess, how did you do it? If you don't feel comfortable leaving a comment, please PM me.

I'm 36 years old. I've struggled with my appearance, gender and health (type 1 diabetic) for as long as I can remember. A few years ago, I finally admitted to myself and my wife (who is transgender, mtf) that I want to transition myself, male to female. She isn't supportive, what-so-ever. So I buried it, despite it eating away at me more than ever before.

Three months ago, my only two friends were hounding me about my mood. I've been so depressed and anti-social, I can't slip that mask of happiness on anymore. So, I broke down and told them. They don't talk to me anymore. I've text them, I'm left on read.

There are many other things going on in my life but tonight... That's what's hurting the most tonight. I don't see a way forward from my current situation, from the life I live to the life to live.

I don't know what to do. I am currently unemployed. I was let go from my position shortly after I told my friends, which one of their wives works there. We live in a small community. I just... I'm tired and the only therapist around here is terrible. What do I do? I don't feel like I'll be able to ever be myself.

I'm tired. I want it to end. I've sacrificed for everyone around me, leaving nothing but fumes for myself. These past few months have been the worst mood swings. I can't fake being happy or jovial anymore. The past week I've barely spoken a word.

I get no enjoyment from the things I used to enjoy doing. It has been diminishing returns for a long time but now, I feel nothing.

I wrote two letters yesterday. One to my mother and one to my wife. I want it to end but, like so many things the past few years, I probably won't follow through. I'm a husk. That's it.

I'm 36 years old. I've struggled with my appearance, gender and health (type 1 diabetic) for as long as I can remember. A few years ago, I finally admitted to myself and my wife (who is transgender mtf) that I want to transition myself, male to female. She isn't supportive, what-so-ever. So I buried it, despite it eating away at me more than ever before.

Three months ago, my only two friends were hounding me about my mood. I've been so depressed and anti-social, I can't slip that mask of happiness on anymore. So, I broke down and told them. They don't talk to me anymore. I've text them, I'm left on read.

There are many other things going on in my life but tonight... That's what's hurting the most tonight. I don't see a way forward from my current situation, from the life I live to the life to live.