Well, after many years of drama, my family had a pretty good idea of the situation they were dealing with. It was after my third suicide attempt that I decided to be honest and tell them what was actually going on with me.
The first person I told was my youngest sister, and she supported me from the very start. I, then, told my parents during dinner one night. My dad was like "OK, so?". He's a sweetheart. My mom, on the other hand, had a difficult time understanding "things" at first, and it took her several sessions with my gender therapist to finally assimilate what I had been going through since ever.
Eventually I told the rest of my family; everyone was very supportive and concerned about my well-being. I feel very lucky to have such an
open-minded, caring, and loving family. It does make a difference, and I honestly think that I couldn't have succeded if they hadn't accepted me.
All my so called friends distanced from me when I told them I was TS. After a few months on HRT, the physcial changes were pretty obvious so they stopped calling and I never heard from them again. With the exception of two people, my new circle of friends (which isn't that big, probably five or six people) don't know I wasn't born female. If they ever ask, I will tell them, but so far that hasn't happened.
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