Coming out to my family at age 20 finally was not easy. It was tough, bottled it up for 10 years and kept it in the closet since I was 10 years old knowing I was transgender. I still remember it, was in my sophomore year of college and I was home one weekend. It was bothering me a lot and knew it was time, was hurting so bad that my parents saw it. Mom asked me what was wrong and told her I needed to come out about something that was bothering me for a long time. My youngest brother was at home still finishing his senior year in high school. My two older brothers were coming up to visit as well and waited to come out after they came. Finally it was one Friday afternoon, we got together and it was time to come out finally opening that door right up. We talked first and told them I needed to come out about something. Looked at them and said this, I am transgender. It was a huge relief for me and was tough on them at first. I gave them time and space for it not forcing anything which I knew was right to do. It all worked out, came to terms accepting it finally 2 weeks later after I came out. Knew the pain inside I went through from the past hurt and I needed to live a much happier life as my true self. It did take a toll on dad more, knew he was given 4 sons and knew he had 3 sons still. He was ready to let go of the unhappy son to become a daughter that was much happier. My brothers were ready to welcome a new happier sister in their life. Mom, knew she was getting a daughter with a better life finally losing an unhappy son in a good way.
