We were two years into a committed relationship. We had moved in together and settled into a life of postgraduate studies and domestic logistics, plus the day-to-day mundanity of supermarkets, mealtimes, and Netflix. It was 2020, so we had also been trapped in our apartment for a record stretch, and half the country was canned. The perfect storm of stress and isolation forced introspection onto us as we tried to lead precedented lives during unprecedented times.
By the time the lockdown lifted, she (Lucy) had kicked a life-long nail biting habit, and I (Summer) had come out as transgender.
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This is sweet
😭I love this love story.
This is such a beautiful article. My wife and I had been together for almost 15 years when she came out and it’s been the most wonderful experience. We both laughed and smiled reading this article as so much of our experience is reflected in it.
Thank you for sharing your stories. It’s so nice to know we are not alone in going through these things.
(Also now I have a new justification for going to the gym!!!)
Beautiful!
I love this and I wish these could be the stories we hear more of.
Thank you for sharing this part of your story! I was desperate for stories like these when my ex wife had surgery and we were trying to negotiate fertility treatments. I found a few on Reddit, but I definitely felt alone. My ex had several friends who were trans*, but I didn’t know anyone else whose partner was trans*.
So beautifully written- Lucy put into words so much of what I’ve felt in my husbands transition journey. People ask if it was hard for me and I’m always a bit taken aback- sure it’s different than how we started, but I now have the happiest, healthiest, truest version of the person I’ve been deeply in love with for 8+ years. And it’s been a privilege to be with them on that journey 💕
Thank you for sharing this.
Thank you for sharing your experiences! I came out to my wife when we had been dating for about a year, but I didn’t start to transition in any way or come out to anyone other than a couple of close friends.
I compartmentalized myself for fifteen-ish more years thinking I’d never come out—before, late in the pandemic lockdowns, realizing I needed to start freeing myself from the male body I inhabited for real. I’m closer to day 0 than day 880, but so much what you both wrote resonates with what we have/are experiencing! ❤️ I don’t know exactly where I’m going but here I am.
Thank you so much to both of you for sharing your story.
well this is lovely!!! thank you both!!!
So happy for both of you! Thank you for sharing!
So lovely, thank you!
This is so heartwarming. Thank you for sharing, you two!