At the end of this afternoon my mother decided to talk with me about it! yay
She was still confused about the differences from travestite to transexual (here on my country travestites are not well seen, many are selling their bodies and many are also selling drugs and commiting crimes) and she still thinks that this is about my sexuality...
She also though that my gender disphoria was just a "problem" I have and that I could live with it the way I am.
It must be very hard for her to accept this idea, and it was very hard for me to say it. I told her that the only "cure" for the gender disphoria is starting a treatment with hormones that will change your body into a more female like pattern and after it surgery to change sex and cosmetic facial surgeries...
She was kind of shocked, I could read it in her eyes...but she was very comprehensive and she is accepting me as I am

She only told me that my life that it is already difficult will become even more difficult...but I am aware of it. There is just no way to run out of it, right?
And she told me that I will be an ugly woman lol I know I am not a beautiful boy, and actually I don't care not being pretty, I just want to be accepted and seen as a woman...what can be kind of hard without FFS as my forehead and nose are in the way.
But I am extremely happy 🙂 from now on time must do its job and she will start accepting it more.
PS: By the way, have any of you felt that coming out was a big non-return point? I mean, I was on HRT and seeing a therapist, but I could stop it at any time and no one would even know about it...I considered stopping quite often because I feared coming out, but now that I that my mom is aware and accepted me...there is nothing more on my way! I can't go back anymore (not that I want or not that I really can't, but now my mom is aware of my gender issues)
I think my last words are not making sense at all lol, might be the feeling of happiness filling me!
Thank you everyone for the kind words and advices 🙂 They were a huuuuuge emotional help for me 🙂