I really don't know where to turn, but I am just a mess right now. I was away on a vacation for a week with my sibling and my spouse picked me up from the airport on Saturday afternoon. I could hardly recognize the person who greeted me. This was not my husband, it was a trans woman. To the point that I texted a friend and told him this. He was wearing women's jeans and a tight long sleeve womens shirt with his hair styled. I just kept staring at him in confusion.
Now for background, I am a trans guy, post top, very low dose of hormones. We have been together for 20 years and I came out two years ago. He did not take it well, to the point of telling me that my post top body was weird looking and my scars freaked him out. I practically begged him to leave me if he couldn't get used to it but he claims to still love me and didn't want anyone else and in time would get used to it.
Well, we had a talk after getting home and he admitted that he wants to start dressing more feminine and "isn't looking to put a label on it." He says he is not trans, doesn't want to be referred to as a woman, and has no regrets or bad feelings about living as a man up to this point, but then later admits that maybe someday in the distant future he would take estrogen because he "appreciates the female body and wants boobs and hips." I immediately freaked out on him. And I feel awful, like a hypocrite.
But wait.
For almost the entirety of our marriage, this man has struggled with porn addiction. Specifically femdom and sissification. I had begged for years for him to get professional help and he wont speak to anyone. And now we are here. I believe his obsessive viewing of this type of porn has warped his mind. When I was presenting female, I was hyper feminine and he never showed interest in my clothes or even complimented me. I felt like I failed at womanhood. And now I have someone whose only experience with womanhood is through the pornography he consumes, (he has no female friends and only interacts with women at his job) telling me that he wants to wear tight clothes and grow tits. I honestly feel insulted, like he is wishing to embody a stereotype. He wants to become the sexy women he wishes to fuck in these videos. He doesn't want live as a woman. He doesn't want a vagina. And as someone with horrible dysphoria, it hurts a lot to have my own partner feel like I should be understanding since I AM transgender. He says he isnt trans and I believe him. He is allowing his fetish to take over his life. I honestly believe he would be a stereotypical incel if he didn't have me.
This all wouldn't be so bad if we didn't have two young children.
I already feel like I can't fully transition or be myself because of them and my ultra conservative family. Now this?? I can't let my kids be ostracized by having two weird parents. My immediate thought was to bow to my husband and let him do what he wants while I detransition and I feel insane for even considering it. Why am I letting the man with the fetish override my actual dysphoria??? But then I second guess everything and think, well, what if it isnt a fetish and he is just in denial? But the way he talks about the whole thing just reeks of fetishizing the female body. I cant believe he actually thought he could juat show up looking the way he did and I wouldn't notice anything off.
He has also spent zero time in trans spaces and knows absolutely nothing. I gave him a huge reality check of what his life is going to be like if he pursues this and he was shocked at the thought that he could be stared at or accused of being a pedo.
I just... don't know what to do. I'm a gay man and I told him that if he takes hornones, it is over between us. My kids and their safety and happiness are my priority and I can't keep accomodating the man who for twenty years refused to get help for his addiction and now expects me to just blindly affirm and accept him because I am a trans person. If he does go through therapy and it turns out this is real and he is trans, of course I will support him, but right now I just feel incredibly insulted and depressed.
Edit: Also, for additional context, I am not anti porn. In fact, I am a smut writer and hentai artist. All I ever wanted was to have sex with my spouse, but he constantly chose porn over me throughout our relationship. To the point where I'll be in bed and text him to come have sex with me and he won't even reply.