So I got my diploma and yearbook today.
The diploma was fine, no errors, etc. I bring these things home and the drama doesn't start until my dad arrives home. Later, when I'm looking for jobs on Craigslist, my dad comes in all angry about something. Apparently, my picture wasn't in the yearbook (which I didn't know) and he asked me why it wasn't there. I didn't know what to tell him since I did everything they asked, got my picture taken and that I chose the pose online. I told him this and he suddenly throws the yearbook at me hard, yelling "What's the effing point of having this then? Don't you care?!" Personally, as a pre-HRT/pre-OP FTM, I'm secretly jumping for joy that my yearbook picture wasn't there since I don't want to be reminded of what I looked like before transition. My dad still doesn't know about it so I couldn't tell him this. He leaves for a little while, leaving me scared and shaking.
A few minutes later, my dad comes back asking about my diploma. He starts asking why it says Bachelor of Arts and why it didn't specify my major Psychology. I told him that Psychology is categorized as Bachelor of Arts and it was just written that way. To my surprise, he yells anyways saying "This thing is worthless then, how they supposed to know what you graduated in?! We spent so much effing money on this?!" He also throws this at me, calling me stupid, worthless and said that I'm no good at anything and that I don't enjoy life. It's not my damn fault the school screwed up, why do I have to get yelled at for something I had no control over?!
In other words, he made me feel like ->-bleeped-<- and got me thinking about suicide (which ill never do).
To think I was planning to come out to him as transgender tomorrow...
