So A massive sigh of relief. I came out to my mother today after a strange chain of unfortunate events. Basically It started two days ago when my mother and I started fighting about my therapy. I have been seeing a therapist sense I was a young child and she basically was never involved too deep because I didnt want her to know about me being Transgender. She got fed up with paying 200$ a week for years and not knowing what was going on, so she decided that she was going to cut me off of help paying for my therapy unless I told her what was up.
I refused, causing a huge fight where she called my a lesbian in front of my boyfriend and basically lashed out all over the place. We didnt talk the next day much at all other than random bickering over household crap and yard work. Then after my boyfriend left she cornered me again about the whole situation, and asking about my boyfriend as well ((she didnt know we were together until today either)).
We yelled a bit at first, both of us crying and acting upset and dramatic, basically me being a jerk and being defensive and angry about her prodding and her being pissy and upset about not being told, then I finally broke, not wanting the fighting to continue and came out to her. At first she was confused, thinking I was a lesbian still ((sigh)) and thats why I identified as male...then I tired correcting her and explaining again...and she was still confused, thinking I wanted LARGER breasts not to completely remove the little nubs I already have. ...I just laughed and had to explain once more. Then it seemed to stick. She at first still didnt understand why It wasnt an easy fix, until I explained that I was a Trans Homosexual, and sadly was wanting to look like a male but still dont want bottom surgery due to the way It looks :/ and that It would make it very hard for me to find a proper loving life partner. ((at this point she didnt know I was with my boyfriend because they really didnt approve of him for dumb reasons)). She then understood, hugged me and cried and asked if my roommate/boyfriend knew. I told her yes, and that we were together, and that it didnt matter to him and he loved me regardless. This took her respect for him in a new light, and she agreed that he was a special guy, and that there is someone out there for everyone, and that she couldnt give us a hard time, nor hate me because I am her child.
Long story short, she told me no matter what I could come to her, and that she loves me and accepts me. The only thing that made her sad was no grand children ((she says she will just have to get lots of dogs LOL)). But lucky for me, in the end it all went well. I feel super relieved on a number of levels:: I keep my therapist, I am accepted for who I am, My love life is accepted and respected, and I have been granted the personal space I needed.
I am beyond surprised with this really, my mother has always fought with me and bulled me, but I think things will get better now, or at least I hope. As for my father, I dont think I will ever let him know :/ he wouldn't deal at all, even my mother agrees with that. Anyhow, just wanted to share! Thanks guys for all the encouragement and advice in my short time being here! Means the world!
