Now, It's According To Plan, And Better Than Expected

But not that much better. I did tell my wife where I was exactly with the dysphoria. Where I thought it was going, and that it was getting worse. I knew for certain that our marriage would end at that point. I was right. It ended for about 5 minutes.

So, on the verge of loosing everything but gaining my life, I brokered a deal with my wife that is going give us 6 more months of marriage.We agreed on a gender therapist here in New Orleans to go see. Our previous therapist was not a gender therapist, he had treated some patients with gender issues, but it seemed that his experience was with sexual issues.
So, after 6 months with this gender therapist, who comes highly recommended, there will be a status update on progress or lack thereof.

What this does is buy 6 more months. I really am happy about this. If there needs to be an update sooner, that's ok, too.

There is a lot of progress that Caroline can accomplish in 6 months that she probably couldn't do while broke and on the street AND if there is some profound gender insight during therapy that enables me to remain as Rob, then great too. Meantime, I am going to proceed as Caroline, but with an open mind toward therapy that would allow a happy ending for Caroline or Rob.

Except for one thing. I was all happy on the way home. My wife and I drove separate cars to the therapist's. Since we have been home, however, my wife's mood has been very down. I could tell there was crying on the drive home and after dinner she excused herself to go for a drive.

Hmmmm. It could be anything or nothing. I guess we'll see.