im scottish, wife is english, she ends up translating me at meets and im not sure how to feel

right so im from glasgow, lived in essex for nearly 15 years cause of work and the missus is local, born and raised. we're early 40s, been in the LS down here about 18 months. and i didnt expect this to be an issue because i thought my accent had softened, my coworkers understand me fine, my in laws understand me fine, but apparently after a couple of drinks and in a noisy bar i revert HARD and other couples just... look at me blank. so wife has started, without us discussing it, just casually translating me. id say something to a couple we're chatting to and she'd go "he said the bar's rammed, shall we move to the back". every single time. and at first i thought it was sweet, like she's got my back, but its been happening for months now and the other night a bloke goes "oh she's your interpreter" jokey-like and i felt something snap. cause heres what i clocked. it's not just about being understood. when she translates me she softens me. takes the edge off. makes me palatable to the home counties crowd. and i don't know if i want to be palatable. like part of why i thought the LS would be interesting was meeting different folk, and now i feel like i'm being filtered through her before i even get to them. talked to her about it on the drive home and she got upset, said she was just trying to help. which i KNOW. but help shouldn't feel like a muzzle yknow.