Seeing my husband in a skirt for the first did make me uncomfortable. I was slammed with the realization that, if I am a woman and my husband is a woman, then I was a lesbian. Cindy and I talked a lot during this period. We also attended meetings of TransFamily, a transsexual support group. I was finally given the vocabulary that I needed to express feelings that I'd had for years.
Gender identity IS separate from sexual orientation.
Cindy says I think like a man. I think in a straight line, very logically. Maybe that's because my father was a mechanical engineer who raised me to believe that I could do anything. Or, maybe it has something to do with my life in Information Technology. And then, I remember my prayers to God, asking Him to help me be a good wife to Roger.