My mom actually told me later that when she read my coming-out letter, the first thing she did was go on the Internet and look it up. I'm assuming she Googled "my soon is transgender" or something like that. My dad, well, all he knows is what my mom told him and what he hears on the news.
From what I can see, one of their biggest problems is my name. My birth name is Dakota, but I chose Nicole as a female name. (While I know Dakota can also be a girl's name, I can't think of it in association with a woman anymore without instantly thinking of 50 Shades of Grey . And then moving on to the specific kind of sex portrayed in it. Just... Just no. I've got no beef with people who are into that sort of thing, but I can't have that be the first thing I think of when I think of my name.) Anyway, my parents are mad that I want to change my name, I think more so than me being trans. Almost as mad as me referring to myself as a hacker (the original version of the word, not the version the media likes to use). However, they don't like to talk about it (me being trans, not my name) and I'm reaaaly submissive when talking to my parents. Like when we start talking, I'm instantly shy. I don't really know how to get over that.
Another thing: they're in denial about my depression. I shouldn't still have it here because "we didn't pack that when we moved". In spite of my MDD diagnosis. (Unfortunately I didn't, while I was at it, ask the doctor to check for anxiety or gender dysphoria, just to have that official as well.) But yeah, the signs of depression are so obvious that even if Death himself came to the door and told them, it would be old news. I mean, I ran away twice and was suicidal.
Basically, I'm a really screwed-up person, and they know that. So, I'm not sure how to get them to take me seriously, or actually hear me out instead of cutting me off when I say something controversial (or stupid).
