Hello everyone, I'm just needing to rant off and listen to what people have to say. I shall try not to go into too much detail, bare with me. 😅 I'll start this off with a small introduction: My name is Cayden, I am 19 years old, female to male, and I have yet to undergo transitioning.
I have been out for I believe 3 years now, but have always known since a young age. There are pictures, times that I remember, and even from what everyone else tells me as proof as we always knew. My whole family is Christain, so I went to a Christain school when I was young. I used to have them all call me and identify me as a boy. They were all for it, I got to dress in the male dress code, I thought it was great. I really believed I was just like every other male. I would make dumb little wishes upon shooting stars to make me have "boy parts". I despised the color pink, princess, anything qualifying girly. My parents would fight and argue with me about "how I was one" and so on so forth.
When I got switched to a public school, I remember there was a girl that called me a girl as well. How I was a lesbian. I instantly corrected her stating I was a boy like all the others. She bullied me for that. So I stopped and had everyone call me it, I refused the title of female. She tricked me into hanging out with her and friends at the park, (keep in mind I'm a skinny little thing) she picked me up, through me into the trash can, and kicked it down the hill, I laughed and just went him. I didn't tell my parents about what happened rather than I was dumpster diving. Was not about to have unnecessary fights with school and parents.
I kept with the label of it until high school, I'm the type that likes when my parents are Halle. So I thought I could please my mom and be a "girl". The only thing that changed was being called one, my actions who I was and how I felt was all male. I hated everything about being a girl. I was madly head over heels for this one girl freshman year all the way to senior year. I told my cousin Derek, then soon after felt comfortable telling friends that I liked girls. I told my cousin Ashley she kinda outed me to my parents. They were actually laid back about it, like a we knew kinda thing. I came out transgender to my friends in junior year and certain cousins. Someone outed me to my mom and that was not taken lightly.
I had come home one day and she tells my dad and he starts yelling and it was just chaotic. However my mom was taking it well, unlike my dad. After a little bit of time for it to sink in the roles had switched. My dad started helping me out and what not and my mom would fight me on everything. I love my mom and dad to death so when I was thinking of my new name I took it seriously. I wanted the same initials and to keep my middle name. My mother and I have the same middle name Diamond. My friends were all helping me come up with my new name and one said Cayden and they all agreed, said it suits me personality and with my looks. Anyways back on track it had taken me a whole year to get my dad to convince my mom into allowing me to start seeing a therapist.
My therapist is a nice lady, with me 100%. One day I went to the store with my mom, grandma, and friend. My mom asked about my time and what my therapist would say. I told her she believes me and thinks I'm making the right decision. Well she got so heated and started yelling at me in the store, my friend was speechless (she wanted to go off on my mom, but wanted to show respect), and my grandma did nothing. When we got into the vehicle my feiend changed everything to make and my name to Cayden. That's how every one found out. I was all for it.
I haven't gone to see my therapist in months now, and I miss it. Though she wanted a family meeting, and I couldn't get myself to do it. I'd have it with my dad but not my mom, and my dad loves my mom so much he'd choose her side. I wasn't about to have my mom go off on my lovely therapist. So I had been avoiding it, soon after my dad stopped having me go. I had tried paying everything for myself with money I have saved up, but they say they will pay for it yadda yadda. My dad has multiple times tried getting me an appointment with the endocrinologist, but my mom talks him out of it.
I'm at a stand still, I don't have a job yet (they keep saying to have job experience), I messed up so I have to finish school this year, and I'm getting really bad dysphoria with everything. My head is so overwhelmed right now. I don't know what to do with my mother at this time, how to tell her that this is a really big deal for me. I can't stand looking at myself in the mirror, my voice, height, features, I don't like going out anymore. I feel as if someone will notice. I look at guys and just envy them. I want to start testosterone, work up to where I can have too surgery. I'm tired of all the agreements with my mom, and with how I am right now. I'm a genuine happy person, but I'm not happy with myself. Everyday it gets worse.
I wouldn't mind someone telling my story and watching me through my transition. I'm just ready and I've been ready. I want my parents there, but at this rate it won't happen. Can I get some advice on where I should start, with my mom, just everything, please.
I'm sorry this was longer than expected, but thanks for your time.