I was outed at 20 by the woman I was with, I was not pleased in the least.  My parents were not pleased and let me know loud and clear that they were disgusted.  I was still living at home and was promptly kicked out.  

Being the strong willed woman I was (sarcasm) I caved.  I became what everyone thought I should be,  I became what they wanted, "normal".  Thus started a path of self destruction,  I drank pretty much every night, smoked like a stack and gained lots of weight.  I didn't care.  I hid behind the lie that I was happy.  I was alone.  Over the years I buried my feelings so deep that even I thought I wanted to be with a man.

It wasn't until I was 38 that I met the man I thought I wanted to be with.  I married him and became step mom to his two kids.  It is amazing how deep you can bury something, to have yourself so convinced that you lose who you really are.  The mind is a wonder.  I was happy, all was right with the world.  It wasn't until this past year that my husband decided to come out as a cross dresser.  Didn't I pick a doosie to hide behind!  He said he had to be happy and could not live a lie anymore.

I was really pissed at him at first for ripping apart the façade I had built. 

All those doors I nailed shut years ago started to be slowly torn open.  Memories started flooding back, it actually physically hurt.  Things I hadn't thought of in years.  I hated him for what he was doing to me.  Now, as time has passed, I will be able to thank him.  I will be happy.  I will meet the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with.  I am a lesbian.  I am more then that but right now it is the most important part of me I need to relate. 

I am loosing all the weight I gained over the years and I am working out, it feels good.  I am proud of who I am becoming. 

As far as my husband goes, we are still married but we are best friends.  I know we will not stay married but for now we are the emotional support each of us needs.  How I wish all this would have happened sooner but I guess 46 is better then 56 and so on.  So, now that I have unloaded on the poor unsuspecting soul who happened upon this bio, I will close.  Kudos to you for managing to read the whole thing!