Thank you guys. Sometime this month I'm supposed to see a psychiatrist, because it's standard protocol for the place I go to therapy at, has something to do with the ADD diagnosis. But a psychiatrist could make that diagnosis of gender dysphoria, because they will talk to me alone.
As for family, the extended on my mother's side has abandoned us and my dad's relatives are far away so we don't see them often...I'd feel bad leaving them because they're the nicest family I have, but there are sacrifices to make and I doubt it would be a crisis to them. What's being used against me is a threat of institutionalization on account of my "psychosis". In other words, being trans and hitting a plastic box full of papers rather than retaliating against my parents and getting into yet another physical altercation is crazy. Well, lock me up in the effing loony bin, then. The nuclear unit that currently exists will not when I leave, because it's me who has forced them together for all these years out of obligation. So when I leave, there won't be a real sort of family to come back to.
I feel sorry for my mother. I know she's had a hard life and yells out of caring for someone, because I get that way too sometimes. But I don't do it with such malice that the words cut like knives and inflict psychological harm. She just doesn't get it when I tell her that, and blows up over the slightest things. My dad blows up over anything that means he can't have things go the way he wants them to. Which means I live in a freaking minefield, playing a deadly game of chess and being terrified that I'm going to screw up and everything will explode around me. And then there's the most obnoxious thing- my dad will twist an incident around to make him the victim, my mom will warp things or conveniently "forget" them. It's like they're trying to drive me insane or something.
I think she cares about me in some messed up way, but I know he doesn't, or he's too sick to show it. He's been abusing me ever since he found out my mom was pregnant with me, tried threats and coercion to make her get an abortion, and then hurting her so she would miscarry when she refused to get one. I despise him in so many ways, yet the small things he did that hinted at humanity and even paternal feelings stick in my mind and make me feel guilty, same for my mom. Because they're still my parents and things could have been worse.
Maybe there was some failure to bond, because a few minutes after birth my body shut down and they kept me in the NICU after reviving me. No one came back- my dad went off to a parade and the rest of the family thought my mother was being dramatic. So she was alone there, not knowing if I was going to make it, and I was there alone with a monstrous amount of electrodes and tubes attached to me. So no one really held me during that bonding period except for wires and the like. Must be why I love computers so much.
My neurologist wouldn't ever get a test done because he doesn't believe in labels, but my mother still insists that I am "on the spectrum" -_-
I certainly respect your observations more than hers at this point. I wish they would test me, just to show her that I'm not autistic. Bleh.
And yes, when I read written passages I get that feeling, for me I hear the person's voice in my head. I automatically get gendered as male from anything I write, which is interesting indeed. I think it's noteworthy that most, if not all of the time, that feeling and voice will match up with the gender identity of the individual when I look at posts from other members. Nice to know at least one thing about me doesn't scream girl