Father did everything in his power to separate me from my boyfriend.
I once came to father, sister and mother, but not much changed in the end.
5 years ago father and mother finally separated after like 15 years of trouble.
Mother still hates father.
Father is dying.
One sister moved to another country, though she might come back some day.
The other sister is having a "normal" life, being a productive member of society and all. Daughter.
While I was in another state, 2 years ago, I started hormones. I was living on my own, sort of, and had my husband by then.
Husband is VERY supportive and VERY understanding, in his youth he had some sort of natural ->-bleeped-<-, in which lots of people thought he was a girl and he seemed to like it, but eventually sort of grew out of it. I dont know if he may at some point come out as transgender, although it is unlikely. He is very gay, though. And I love him so much.
Uhm, So yeah, I never did told anybody I was transitioning and all.
When I came out, it was as "->-bleeped-<-" mother asked me if i wanted to do more, and I said either "i dont know" or "no I will stay as ->-bleeped-<-", or some such. Father said I was "running away from the responsability of being a man" although the irony is that father did always run away from the responsability of being a father.
So yeah.
Nobody really cares, they just seem to let me do my own thing and still call me as my male name, male pronouns and so on.
This last few times we've been together, I feel really awkward being with them. They are so female, and I feel like a lumberjack dressing with "girlish" clothes. And they're not even that femenine.
All in all, I'm pretty sure this is the last time we're going to see each other, and i don't know what to do really.
Mother wants, expects, me to fix her life. And all her troubles, she's made herself. And father's troubles.
Father is going to die sometime within perhaps a few years. Who knows. Liver failure and dialisis(word?), every day at least 4 times.
Other than that, I feel like an outsider in here. Although we are blood-related and thus share many traits, it seems that they see everything in a tone and language completely different, as to be unparseable.
So I will move on, and not look back.
Not doing that would be sin.