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Accepting my burden
When I was 19 years old I met a fine girl one night while out partying, I talked with her thru out the night & it seemed we really hit it off, I got her phone number & told her I would call her tomorrow. It didn't take long before Marie was ready to move in with me, this created a small problem, I am a crossdresser. As soon as Marie was moved in, I told her about my hobby, to my surprise, she had no problems with it, at first she would help with my makeup & do my nails but that all changed rather quickly. Marie began to challenge me, she would push me to do things while dressed, that I probably would not have even thought of, much less attempt them. Thanks to Marie, my eyes were wide open & I dove full speed into this crossdressing lifestyle. About a year & a half latter, I wanted to live full time as Stacy, I began looking into hormones. Marie was not too happy, she told me that all I ever do is get dressed up as Stacy & go hang out with the other girls that are like me, she asked me if I noticed that no one comes over to visit with us any longer & we are never invited out to partys like we used too, then she asked me if I knew why, I said I didn't care, she said, it was because of me, she told me all of our friends noticed the plucked eyebrows, the exposed pantyhose covered ankle, the long fingernails, the women's jeans & tops. I told Marie it was too late, I needed to become a woman.
Sounds like she didn't pay attention. She enjoyed helping you achieve your goal, without paying attention to what those goals were, or what they might mean to her future with you. How you define yourself is up to you, but it sounds to me like you're more of a transgendered individual rather than a crossdresser.