It is hard to give individual answers, because I think everything is connected here.
But anyway. Everyone has priorities, some people don't give a damn about graduation. You know, I used not to. But after transitioning, I began to wish to be accepted by my parents and, just to make something clear, the main reason why I didn't go was them Without them, it would be pointless to do the graduation. I would do it for my embelishment, among people who dislike me for reasons I don't understand, so it would not be good. It hurts because I was rejected both by my class and my parents, so I remember all this when I see the pictures. Of course, it is a counscious choice: I didn't quit because of social pressure, I quit because I realised it would hurt my father a lot if he saw me receiving the diploma dressed as a woman in a pompous cerimony. So I took the pain to myself.
But I am moving on. As Rabbit said, the world is larger than college, and there will always be space to find happiness, and I know it. It is just this is a moment where I lost something I had taken for granted and cherished. I am making new friends already, slowly of course. Still, it is a loss I had not foreseen when I began doing this and I really tried my best to keep my friends. Cathe, I promise I will move away from here at the first chance I have, towards somewhere with better people and begin things anew.
