It made me feel how I’ve been with her. Because when I became ill, I (felt I) had to defer to her. And it just didn’t work…
I think in choosing her (to be blunt) I thought I could handle a woman who didn’t like men (at least straight men) – because I didn’t like them either! Then three boys changed it: I (and she) did like men after all (a little…).
The stroke, and my ‘personality change’, pushed us over the edge, because I couldn’t pretend I WASN’T a man any longer!
She says I’ve changed! What if I’ve only stopped pretending?