So today, I came out to my father. He lives in Alaska so I called him on the phone. A rough transcript of the conversation follows:
Me: Hey, Dad, there's something I really want to talk to you about.
Him: What's that?
Me: Ummmm, well, I'm nervous.....
Him: Are you wanted by the FBI?
Me: No......
Him: Then you have nothing to worry about. There's no judgment here.
Me: Okay, well then, I guess I'll just say it then.... Dad, I'm transgender.
****Silence****
Him: Yeah.
Me: Yeah?
Him: Yeah, I know.
Me: You... wait, what? You knew?
Him: Yeah, I've known for a long time. I didn't want to say anything until you felt safe enough to tell me yourself though. I'm glad you finally did. I loved having you as a son and I will love having you as a daughter too.
The rest of the conversation was just talking about hormones and telling him my new name and everything, but WOW. I am literally on cloud 9 right now. I can't even begin to describe how elated and wonderful I feel right now. I am the luckiest girl in the world, with the best dad in the world, and I am so thankful that he reacted so well. I know lots of trans people who's families do not react nearly so well and I know how lucky I am to have won the family lottery. I just had to come on here and share this amazing news with everyone!
