I knew this couple some years ago. They were high-school sweethearts who got engaged and were planning their wedding. He was in IT, with a brilliant future. Everything was going great.
Then he decided he was a woman. He is a 6 foot 4 burly fellow of the kind that has to shave twice a day. A very deep voice, strong masculine features. After a bunch of very expensive treatments, he still looked nothing like a woman. He became majorly depressed and started to resent his fiancee because she was a tiny, very feminine woman and effortlessly had the look he wanted to achieve. She tried to be understanding, calling herself a lesbian and masculinizing her appearance with a short haircut and baggy clothing but it didn’t work.
He lost his job, became a hermit, and finally he started being physically abusive to the fiancee, so she left. It was devastating to her because he was the love of her life but it became dangerous to stay. Watching this unraveling of what was going to be a really great life was painful.
The guy was a high-achiever alpha type, so he went after this goal of becoming a woman like he’d always gone after every other goal in his life. Full speed ahead, extraordinary effort. But the goal was unachievable to begin with.
All this could have been avoided. This completely unnecessary suffering didn’t have to happen. That’s what hurts the most, how utterly unnecessary this all was.

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