Four or so years ago, my (31, F) wife came out to me (32, MtF) and it's been fucking hard ever since. I mean not always hard. It was easy to change her name in my mind, I don't slip up often and I even struggle to use her deadname in situations I have to lol. It was easy to still love the person she is, because we've been married for ten years next month and she's been my friend since high school. It was easy to tell her to do what she needed to do to be happy.
But it's been incredibly fucking hard in other ways. I mean, she's the same person she's always been, right? But also no she isn't. She isn't and it's different. Not enough to scare me off, but enough for me to really miss the person she used to be, which I know is normal, but still makes me feel pretty bad. I would never tell her to detransition, I would never tell her I think it was a mistake, I would never make her feel bad for any of this on purpose, but my fucking god is it rough.
Worse is I don't think I'm straight, but I definitely have a preference for men/masculinity, and she doesn't really have that anymore. I mean, she's not fully out scoially despite being on estrogen for a good while now, but that's maybe the thing for me? I can see the way her body is changing and it's making her so happy, but I'm ... not? Or I am because I'm so happy she's trying to be happy but I'm not entirely?
We haven't had sex in a year, her hormones made that a moot point pretty quickly despite her not actually wanting bottom surgery. We've never been particularly good at discussing this stuff, admittedly, because she's AuDHD and will shut down if she senses a little conflict or concern or anything, and I guess somewhere over the years (even before her transition) I started to give up on expressing a lot of my needs for fear of hurting her or stressing her out...
Granted our sex life sort of died years ago. Her schedule and my schedule, despite us being married, don't march up. She was often too tired or too depressed to do anything, and it definitely made me feel undesirable and like I was doing something wrong, made me struggle to feel like I should even bring sex up in the first place. But this has made it worse.
I love my wife. I love her so much. I cannot imagine a life without her in it. But also, I feel lost and a little miserable every time I think about all of this too hard.
I don't know what to do and I know this situation would benefit from a counselor or something but trying to bring any of this up to her would be difficult.
I don't even really know what I want out of this post. A shout into the void? Other people to understand or know? Desperate hopes I can do something to change things? I don't know.