My Journey: Third Marriage;

I had been working in the culinary field for a few years when I met my third and final female partner. Again, I was starting to feel a little lonely, so I started looking online at some dating apps. There was this one woman who had caught my eye. She lived a few hours away from where I lived. After taking a few months, we decided to meet. I thought we had gotten along reasonably well. We dated (the best we could for a long-distance relationship) for a few months, and then we decided to move in with each other. I thought life was going well. That was until that nagging feeling came back, the feeling of not being right in my body. I told her about it, and she was supportive of how I felt. We would make trips to her hometown to visit her older children. When we were down there, we would stop at an adult store and look at the clothes and wigs that they had. We would also go to the thrift stores to get some dresses and shoes for me. I was not out to anyone else then, so I would only dress while I was at home. That was one of the best relationships I have had to that point. We moved to her hometown because I would have a better chance to further my culinary career. When we moved, we ended up getting into some arguments because she wanted to live with her child, who was still in school and living with their father. So, I ended up living by myself in a one-bedroom apartment and working for one of the local ski resorts in the area. The relationship was falling apart. I ended up losing the apartment because the ski season was ending, and I was not working as much. She did not help me even though we were married. I moved back home with my parents. Luckily, I was able to find a decent job working in a deli at the local supermarket. After a few months of living with my parents, I went to truck driving school and got my commercial driver's license.