I came out to my parents on the 28th of August. Things seemed to go well at first, but the next couple of weeks were kinda awkward and painful for all of us. They didn't like my name, didn't think this was really happening, and were mourning their son in some fairly painful ways.
Yesterday, they went to see a therapist of their own, and it seemed to be a turning point. The therapist told them a number of things, and they relayed a few. First, she told them to get used to the name, and to call me it when they were able. Second, she told them to leave out some of their more painful mourning statements (especially the bits about murdering their son). Third, she wants to meet me in one of their sessions. I'd be happy to do that, I think. I'm not sure if they'll actually "believe" this is really real until I start presenting, but we're on a good track I think.
And, my mum and sister bought me an outfit today, and that was a huge step.
