Yesterday, I asked my mom if I should tell Dad about how I was feeling. He's been saying all sorts of things that make me uncomfortable, such as calling me girly nicknames and such. I told my mom about this, and I was shocked how she replied.
"What do you want me to tell him? 'Our daughter thinks she's transgendered'?" I didn't know what to say, so I just nodded. She said it in such a snarky, sarcastic way that I knew she was taunting me. And it got worse. "Before you were even born, every single cell in your body screamed 'female', and they still do. You can do all sorts of things. You can cut your hair short, you can try to bind behind my back, you can wear masculine clothes... You can even try to get a fake penis. But you'll never be a man. You know that, right?"
I was so overwhelmed I just said "yes."
This means anything I do (hormone therapy, surgeries, counseling) is going against her will. That she'll never see me as the person who I am. Even though the only progress I'm allowed to make is having short hair and occasionally wearing masculine clothes, I feel like all of it has been in vain.