It's such an odd place to be. Constantly second guessing your own motivation.
Is it prejudice. Is it priviledge. Is it frustration. Is it some nutty weird prorective instinct that rolls into a mothering style of behaviour which, in and of itself, feels very wrong.... because who wants to mother their own spouse?
Relationships can be confusing at the best of times but when your relationship is transitioning because your partner is transitioning things go from weird to bat shit crazy in a very short space of time.
Surely I'm capable of working my way through everything.
I may be over thinking my own motivation.