Oh my, someone told me once, a long time ago about the coming-out process. People are going to surprise you and they could not have been more right.
Before transition, my family was the super fun loving, inclusive group that everyone felt comfortable to be around.
After transition, my family has all but rejected me. I haven't spoken to anyone but my mother, and that is rarely and strained, in a very long time. I haven't seen them for even longer.
Before transition, my in-laws were orthodox, intensely catholic types with a stick stuffed too far up the you-know-what. Socially conservative, often expressing contempt against anyone different than themselves. Judgmental and oppressive.
After transition, I was accepted as soon as we told them. They said they don't understand it but that's not what is important. My partner and I love each other and they wish us the best. Name and pronouns shifted immediately without us even asking for it and there has not been a relapse to date. Can't say political debates go smoothly, but hey .. I can let that go considering.
Odd how life turns out sometimes, isn't it?