I've been working on it for about a few days now, and I think I have most of what I want to say in the letter. I plan to send one to my dad too, the same as this one but probably more detailed since I'm closer to him emotionally. I'll put that one in this thread though. Here's the one for my mom.
With what I'm about to tell you, I want you to know that I love you, and this isn't meant to hurt your feelings at all. I want and hope that you come to accept me as I have accepted myself.
It all really started that day I first hit puberty. I remember it so vividly with the bright blue swimsuit and the whole explanation you gave me on what exactly was happening to me, and why i couldn't go swimming. I hate whenever the month changes, knowing for about a week I'll feel horrible. I even feel horrible whenever we go shopping for bras, and I just wish I wouldn't have to deal with them, or my chest. I started to dislike AFJROTC because being treated like a girl by a room full of guys isn't what I want. (But that's not why I want to stop the class) I hate it every time my friends refer to me as a girl.
I've had these feelings for about 6 years now, and only recently have I figured out the reason I felt this way about myself. I've been researching by myself for about a year now, and I finally figured out who I am, and came to terms with it. I'm transgender. Which means I don't identify or feel as my gender assigned at birth. For me, I feel male, but I was assigned and biologically female since birth.
I don't want you to think this is a phase or anything temporary. This is me, and I only wish for your love and care to continue as before this was even brought up.
I ask that after you read this, you take a day or two to research by yourself on being transgender so that when we do talk about this in person, you'll have some background knowledge on being transgender and or being a parent of someone who is transgender. I don't want to flood you with information, since that wouldn't help. I don't want you to think I am totally changing. I am still your child, but I am now doing what I can to truly be myself. The boy I am has always been there, from wearing men's clothing, to being obsessed with things that are mostly seen as masculine. I am only asking you to accept me as your son but overall as your child, your child who is doing what it takes to be himself.
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