Mary: He is a licensed therapist, but he doesn't seem all that concerned with what's happening. I told him in one session that when I was made to wear female-oriented clothes, I felt like a guy in drag, and he said, "Mm hmm. And how does that feel?" in a removed, absentminded tone, but didn't actually say anything other than that. It's nice to have a place to talk, but when he doesn't reciprocate (upon orders from my parents), it feels like I'm the odd one out- I should know what's happening in my mental development, but everybody knows except the one person who should. And he's said that he won't tell them anything I don't want them to, but even when I did he told them a separate aspect of the same issue; he basically told them anyway, in a gentler way. The worst part is, he specializes in gender issues, but, like I mentioned before, he hasn't offered any advice. And I could
really use some advice.
Shana: He hasn't really acted as a therapist, now that I think about it; but I've always had a problem questioning authority and so I trusted him. But now I'm worried that his secret diagnosis is that I'm psycho or something (exaggeration) and I won't know because he's not supposed to tell me. I have an appointment on Tuesday- I'll definitely buck up and tell him how I feel. I'm not sure if patients can demand to see their folders, but I'd like to see the things he's written (that he should've told me). I have a right to know, at least in my opinion.
And it's
so beneficial to hear that
someone takes me seriously; even the thought that just one person out there is listening to me has definitely eased some of my anxiety. Feeling alone and ignored is one of the most helpless, miserable, feelings a person can have, and having that loneliness alleviated is comforting. I've been constantly conflicted with thoughts that my life could be better, and thoughts that my life can only get worse. But to be honest, no matter how much crap I have to deal with, I've realized that there are still parts of me that want to live- parts of me that want to be able to make it to college and make something of myself. My whole life my dream's been to get into Juilliard and be a famous violinist; while that's still a highly impractical dream, reminding myself that none of that will exist is definitely a kick in the pants. It's hard now but I know that I'd like nothing more than to be able to grow up and start HRT, and to be the person that I know I am. The bad thoughts are there, of course, but now there's a kind of hopefulness that leads me to believe that they won't take over my life anymore. It's a sudden change, I know (not that I'm complaining), but something just clicked and I realized that I don't have to deal with this all my life. I still have things that can make me happy- music, for one. There's nothing I love more than playing my violin, or sitting down with a good book and a classical radio station. My best friend makes me happier than anybody else; to leave her behind is something that I hadn't considered, and something that I don't want to do.
But there's one thing that won't go away until I can do something about it, and that's my gender issues. I came to this site for a reason, and that was for help, support, advice- all things that I still seem to be lacking in my daily life, and all things that I'm definitely going to need for a while. So while I'm not having a 100% turnaround about my life (I'm about 10% there), things are getting easier, and I owe it all to you guys.

I'm still having a very hard time dealing with the teasing and sarcasm, though- nobody seems to realize how much it hurts and they're very careless. They say things like "->-bleeped-<-" and "she-male" (while I'm not MtF, those things still hurt) and make fun of transgender people in general, joking that they'll just call the person "it" because they "don't know whether it's a boy or girl". They've called me a lesbian before, which shouldn't be an insult but they use it as one, and it's hurtful because I know for a fact that I look like a butch lesbian, and I don't pass at all, so I'm very insecure about my appearance.
But I got a compliment that made my day about a week ago; I was at the store with my mom the other day, and I mentioned to her that they didn't have any ties (I loooove ties

). One of the employees (a transgender female) overheard me and told me that she could help me; so she led me over to the tie section (I loved her, and she was awesome) and there were racks and racks of ties that I missed! I was so excited! But long story short, before she left I made sure to tell her how beautiful she was- I know how much a compliment can mean- and she called me handsome! That was the best day I've had in a long time and I almost cried! Sorry for rambling, but I just got so worked up... That's the first compliment I've had that I feel is correct for my gender. I've been called pretty before... Blech.

Long story short, I need to thank you for all the help you've given me, and thank you in advance for all the help you'll be giving me in the future. I'm glad you don't mind my ranting.

Edge: I'm sorry you had to endure any abuse at all (obviously I know how tough it is) but you're obviously strong enough to get through it. I'm getting close to not loving my family but I told myself I'd never be like that, so I'm trying to hold on, but it's so much harder than a lot of people would think.
I'm afraid to go to my school counselor. I don't feel comfortable enough around him to admit something so huge to him- I just don't trust him enough. My other counselor actually is a transman himself, but I'm not allowed to see him (ironically) because I was assigned to Counselor No. 1 and so Counselor No. 2 (who I'd feel much more comfortable with) isn't an option.
I haven't thought about that at all, but I feel like I definitely should've- my parents are very spiteful people, and if I buckle, then I'm letting them win. I feel like they're
trying to push me to the limit, and it's working. But you're very right; to give up would be letting them get the best of me, and I don't want that. I
really don't want that, in fact. I want to be my own person; if anybody's losing the fight, it's them.
Thank you so much for that.

PS: I agree with Shana. You're definitely more articulate than you think.