My name is Hope..i would call myself transgender but at the same time I wouldn't because I'm in no phase of transition or anything. I just know I don't feel right as the person I am now.
Little background..
Everyone knows me as Hope(Hopey and Hopity by family). I've been the silly, one of a kind person in the lives' of the people closest to me. My issue is, 5 years ago my only sister was murdered at 19. Most innocent person in the world, Brittany McGlone. My parents got divorced when I was 6 in 1996. Brittany and I have the same dad, half-sister in my opinion is sister. She was a tomboy herself but still had her girly moments. She was straight. I've always identified as a lesbian and I'm glad I got to tell her that before she died. My father and I's relationship has always been pretty nonexistent. He would never really spend time with us when we younger and I was never too close to him. Needless to say as he got older, and especially after my sister was murdered, he changed. He regrets everything he every did. I never straight forward told him I was gay, I think my mom talked to him about, but a couple of years ago (since he lives 8 hours away) we went down for my brother's graduation. I had cut my hair pretty short sometime before that and I brought my girlfriend along. My dad ended up just ignoring me, acted like I wasn't there which hurt. Its been 3 years since I've seen him but we have a great texting relationship. I've talked about the way I look and he says he just wished I looked like the pretty little girl he had. He doesn't realize that I've grown(I'm 22 now) and I also think his not being present for a lot of my life, leads him to think that I'm that little girl I was. He's never know what I'm really like. People change as they age and he hasn't been there to see that. The next day he text me and said "you know what, life's too short too worry about what you look like, i should just concentrate on building a relationship with you. you have a cowboy for a dad and I bet its not what you would've picked lol". So that made me feel better. The problem is while growing up I've realized a lot about myself. I would love nothing more to fit the person I am inside with the outside. I hate being this person, its not me. But what I feel is I am my dad's only daughter left. All of the things he would've got to experience with her, wedding and walking her down the isle, having grand kids, having a daughter, are gone. I can't do any of that for him. I'm not the ideal daughter that I wish he could have now if she were alive. All those chances for him were taken away. For the love of me I cannot get rid of his last daughter. My girlfriend tells me that I also need to do what makes me happy, but I can't bring myself to do that for the sake of my father. He's 45 now and if I was to complete myself and make me, me, that's a lot of time he would be without a daughter. I can't do that to him. Hell I already feel bad that I have short hair and wear what I like. Its just image, but that is a big part in this because I don't see him often. This tears me up. At some moments I think ok, I'm going to do this, I'm going to be me, but then the guilt sets in of if I was to do that, he'd be devastated. His happiness holds more importance in my heart than mine because of what we have gone through and continue to go through (her murder is unsolved). My mothers side of the family is a lot more excepting of me being gay and having short hair or whatever. They see me all the time so they see that I am still the same person. I really have to one to talk to about this besides my girlfriend, but it would be nice to get advice, or just some talk with people that are like me. I understand that not everyone has been through my situation. I'm lost. I'm so lost.