initial reaction
We were driving in the car together (the place a lot of our more intense conversations happen) and my husband turned to me and said something like “I’ve been wondering lately if my social anxiety and awkwardness might be gender related…”. I wasn’t sure what he meant by that and tried to clarify. The conversation progressed something like this:
Jake: “What if this means I’m trans? What if I won’t be happy unless I transition?”
Me: “Wondering if your anxiety is gender related is nowhere near deciding you’re trans. Lets just take it one step at a time. And so what if that’s where it leads? We’ll figure it out.”
Jake: “You wouldn’t leave me? You’re gay! What if I end up being a guy? That’s not what you signed up for. You mean more to me than figuring this out. I wouldn’t do any of it if you weren’t going to be ok with it.”
Me: “Yah, I’m gay. So what? I love you. Let’s take it one step at a time. I can’t guarantee that there won’t be stuff that I’ll struggle with. But we’ll figure it out. You have to figure out how to be happy, figure out who you are. There’s no way I’d be ok holding you back from that.”
I don’t know if those are the exact words but you get the gist. I’ve heard from other people – either trans people or their partners – that this is a fairly common pattern. I understand why Jake would say that he wouldn’t transition if it meant I would leave him but what kind of person would I be if I said yah, I’ll stay so long as you never live authentically? Not the kind of person I wanted to be, that’s for sure.
This revelation didn’t particularly take me by surprise but I know it does for a lot of people. Jake had been living as authentically as possible and was quite a masculine woman to begin with which, I recognize, is a benefit of being AFAB that is not afforded to AMAB people who want to present more feminine (more about my thoughts on this topic here). I also had my own gender questioning experience and had been involved in the queer community for a number of years which gave me an understanding of what he might be feeling and the language to conceptualize and express it (more about my personal history here).
Exploration and Experimentation
So, we took it one step at a time, starting with a deep dive of the internet. We quickly learned terms like dysphoria, FTM and MTF, learned about binders and packers and STPs (stand-to-pee devices), and started looking for community support.
For the first few months we were exploring and talking about his gender confusion pretty much in secret. I was must happier being his confidant and helping him sort through it than I would have been finding out later that he had struggled through this part on his own while I was out/at work.
We learned pretty quickly that Jake’s experience of his gender and dysphoria didn’t match the typical trans experience of ‘feeling like you were born into the wrong body’ and ‘telling your parents that you were meant to be a [insert non-assigned gender here]’ or ‘suddenly feeling like your body was betraying you when you started puberty’. It took a while before we could explain what his experience actually WAS but now we know that, at least at the beginning, he primarily was experiencing social dysphoria (as opposed to the physical dysphoria described in the stereotypical examples). He felt fairly neutral towards his body but felt uncomfortable in female spaces, being treated as a woman, and referred to as female.
Unfortunately, it is almost impossible for general society to perceive you as male unless you physically appear as male so even though he was not uncomfortable in his body, a lot of the exploration required altering his presentation and body appearance (trying binding, packing, haircut, wardrobe changes, etc). This progressed at Jake’s pace which was significantly slower than I wanted things to move. I was all – yah! you can do it! Let’s figure this shit out! But sometimes people need time and space and the supporters need to give them that.
We also wanted to explore the social aspects of being male (pronouns, name, interaction) but that is impossible to test without first telling other people who you are exploring your gender and could they please use male pronouns and a different name for you. At the time we did not have a group of friends that we felt comfortable doing that with as a trial period so we tried it as best we could just between us.
My role and experience as a partner
Through all this my role was helping him see the bigger picture about how far he’d come, help him to not get discouraged or frustrated, provide support and feedback, provide options when the first thing didn’t work or feel good, provide positive distractions and outlets, and help him find confidence in his new image. Pretty much just give him a positive, safe space to explore himself in. I would often ask him how something had felt and he would struggle to put it into words so we would start with did it feel good, or bad? We used the things that felt good as a compass for what direction he was going with his gender.
I often pushed him to take the next step before he felt ready. This is partly because I didn’t want fear to stop him from figuring out who he is but also because the longer it took him to figure himself out the longer I was in limbo. How do you start the process of acceptance when you don’t know what the new status quo is going to be? I had a constant feeling of unsteadiness which worsened when I was away from Jake and improved when we spent time together. I think this is because when we were apart my mind would fixate on all the new things, all the changes, and all the unanswered questions. When we were together it was obvious that he was still the same person, we had the same inside jokes, enjoyed doing the same things, and had the same interactions as always. Together time was the major antidote to both of our mental and emotional stress during the entire transition and we learned early on to prioritize it as much as possible.
Changing my mental image of Jake
I knew a big part of accepting whatever the end result was going to be was that I had to change my mental image of Jake to match his mental image of himself. I was able to do this bit by bit rather than all at once. As he explored his gender we communicated regularly which allowed me to understand his sense of his own gender as he discovered it. This was very beneficial to me and allowed me to adjust the pronouns and name I used for him much more easily when he was ready to experiment with those.
Changing your mental image of someone who has told you they don’t identify as the gender they were assigned at birth is hugely important. In order to be truly supportive I couldn’t continue to see him as a woman – I wouldn’t be able to discuss his dysphoria or experiences of gender euphoria in ways that felt authentic to him. Yes, this took some personal work, a lot of mental corrections anytime I thought of him, and a lot of quality time talking about his perception of himself as it was changing during his experiments so I could give my mental image the best chance of keeping up. And once he was ready to change his name and pronouns it allowed me to consistently use male pronouns because my mental image of him was of a male person, regardless of what his physical appearance was. One of the things that helped the most with this was changing his name in my phone so that every time he texted me or called me I would see his preferred name. This was a huge step forward when I figured that out. We ended up recommending it to other people as he was coming out to them in an effort to help them adjust as well.
My Own Fears
I had many fears and questions that came up throughout this process. I didn’t want to talk to Jake about them all the time because I didn’t want my struggles to increase his already exponential fear and confusion. Luckily, we had a couple of friends that Jake felt comfortable telling early on in the process so that I would have someone to talk to about this stuff. Having that outlet was very important.
Some of my fears were: How would I respond to people’s questions about my identity changing? What if I wasn’t as attracted to him once he started appearing more male? What if I wasn’t interested in being married to a man? What if he changed as a person as he transitioned? Many of these questions couldn’t be solved just with introspection or discussion. Some required time and patience, some required trial and error, something I’m not as comfortable with. I had to see how I felt about him in ‘boy mode’.
So, on a vacation to an area where we wouldn’t likely run into people we knew, we planned for him to be my husband for the whole trip. We used male pronouns and tried out a couple different names that had made the short list. As we went along we realized you don’t introduce yourselves to many people when you’re on vacation, or at least not when you’re both introverted and you’re going on a driving and camping trip and the general goal is to stay away from civilization as much as possible. So it wasn’t the best test but it still gave us one more piece of evidence.
The Tipping Point
At some point we sat down and made a list of the stuff he had already tried and the stuff he wanted to try next and we realized that even if he didn’t go any further with exploration or transition he would still be more comfortable living as a man than either a non-binary person or a woman. Finally, I could let my mental image of him solidify.
At the same time, he all of a sudden had an exponential increase in physical dysphoria. He had identified that he was a man and suddenly his body was no longer what he wanted it to be or what other people would expect. This took us both by surprise. I have since learned that this is a very common experience from talking to other trans/NB people. This was extremely difficult for him to deal with and all I could do was support him, distract him, and interact with him in ways that validated his identity and avoided triggering more dysphoria.
The next step was to start telling people. This was a big relief for me because I no longer had to be alone in this. I would be able to share what was happening – take the lid off the boiling pot so to speak. But the thought of him coming out as trans increased my anxiety and fear in new ways – how people would react, would Jake be put in any danger, how he would respond to people who weren’t accepting, whether he would stand up for himself or absorb and internalize the antagonism.
There was nothing for it but to make a plan as best we could and push on.
The story continues in Part 2: Social Transition.
The story concludes in Part 3: Medical and Legal Transition.