It's wonderful that so many people have supportive families. My story is different. My family has disappointingly missed the mark and screwed it up entirely it so I left them behind. It's honestly their loss and I'm better for it. I was the people pleasing caretaker and because of their rejection, I've finally figured out how to take care of me instead of them. It's funny because I always thought when people said, "you lose friends and family when you transition" I never imagined it would be me walking away. I do have support from one close longtime friend and roommate/guard dog (he looks like a bulldog in a good way), a neighbor who is trans as well, a therapist, MD PC, and Susan's org.