So, I'm new here. I mean, I've been lurking around for a bit, but I thought I'd actually open up and join in on the "fun". And by fun, I mean to say, I really need help.
I came out to almost everyone I know about a month ago. The ones I didn't come out to, have known I'm trans for years. I only told 3 people. I've dealt with dysphoria for all my life, but it was invisible to others because the one time I tried to say something to my mom, she invalidated my feelings and told me I needed to read the bible and hang out with people, and get over myself. Which hurt, and also taught me to just hide everything because there's something WRONG with me. So now that I've told everyone, and said I want to start T soon, they're all preaching that it's a "phase" or that I'm moving too fast, that I'm going to change my mind because I've had other phases. A goth phase?? I don't know if that's even COMPARABLE to Trans. I was honestly sickened, haha.
So my best friend keeps saying she wants to "challenge me" along the way. She's cis and hetero, and has always chided me about being more feminine. She says she supports my decision but says that the suddenness of coming out "SCREAMS that its a phase", in her own words. What on Earth could she mean by challenging me? Constantly questioning my decision? I get she's trying to warn me that people change their minds about this. But she says she's challenging me "in a good way". How is being Trans not enough of a challenge in itself??
And it's not just her. My own Dad, who is having trouble understanding it because he bought me barbies (which i didn't want) and dressed me up as a princess for halloween (which i hated- wanted to be the grim reaper but thats not GIRLY enough). He's super upset. Which I can get, to a degree, but it's to the point of not wanting to see me. Today's Thanksgiving. I'm so nervous. I can't go by preferred pronouns and my preferred name because my mom thinks it's weird. Just plain weird.
And, my friend, mentioned above, said I was rushing things by wanting to start T. I told her myself, I've been dealing with this my whole life. She thinks it's too soon, as a 23 year old, to make this kind of decision, and then told me that I should wait YEARS until I fully think about this.
It honestly feels like reading poems to a horse with these people. My whole family doesn't seem to want to even TRY to understand. I get it, there's grief, there's confusion. But this is literally them IGNORING what I said, like it never happened. And at this point in time, I have never felt more disgust with myself and my body. I'm just so stuck. I've tried explaining it to them. I constantly tell them, I've done my research, I've talked with my therapist. I've thought about this for so many years, but apparently no one believes me.
Is it because this decision inconveniences them? Is it because they don't UNDERSTAND what I'm going through that makes them deny its entire existence? What do they mean by CHALLENGING me? I'm so confused, and the dysphoria and anxiety is causing some serious episodes and panic attacks. I'm super stuck, its a Holiday, and I'm stranded in a small apartment with 10 other cis hetero people who don't know that at this very moment, I just want to crawl in a hole and die.
Does anyone know how I can somehow dispel their disbelief so I can actually be taken SERIOUSLY? I'm so stuck. It's literally Hell, being so uncomfortable and unable to Pass as I want to, simply because my dysphoria isn't real to them. I feel sick to my goddamn stomach.