So as a lot of you probably know by now; I cannot stand my dad. Even before I came out to him, he's always been a very real pain in my right a$$ cheek! But now its not the sharp sarcasm or passive-aggressiveness that he spews out at me at every chance he gets that makes my skin crawl. Its his conspicuous denial of my transgender identity that he steps all over every single time he calls me by my at-birth name. Even after asking him to at least call me a male-androgynous variation of it, he still denies that.
So if he is not going to acknowledge my chosen name, then I will not acknowledge him as "Dad." I will start calling him by his first name when I need to call him. If he cannot respect me as a person, why should I do the same? He is the least supportive or respectful person I know. I could deal with that if he was some jerk off the street. But this man my daddy. It hurts like arrows to my skull, how he is so much more focused on his raises, tips, and promotions at work and not the issues I'm facing with this in his house. It hurts more than anything that he makes it seem invisible and that nothing is going on.....
So anytime he calls me that name I was assigned with at birth, I'm gonna ignore him. I started doing that yesterday before he fled off campin' wit' his wife for Labor Day. I mean, I got nothin' against him bein' with his wife like that. Its just, like for instance, I need some money to buy clothes. None of them fit. They all too big cause I lost lots of weight. But he constantly tries to get me to listen to him say "My wife this, or that, or this." And all I wanna say is, "What does any of this or that, have to do with me?" He is even in denial that I am so uninterested in their relationship and other stuff that goes on between them. Yet he keeps talkin to me about that but when I try to talk to him about my health, getting food for groceries, clothes, and especially the gender stuff, he gets either annoyed, passive, aggressive, or just angry and irate.
I am tryin to keep calm. I am happy to announce I am currently seeing a gender therapist/psychiatrist. I wish I set up an appointment last week for this Wednesday. For some reason the receptionist there that day told me she would email me about it and never did. I let my first gender therapist know and she even found that to be weird. So I will have to schedule it for next Wednesday. In fact, they must be off today cause it is a holiday in America(Labor Day). So yeah, hopefully tomorrow I can set it up for next week. Sucks though cause I wanted to be seen every week at least once. If my dad wasn't a total $hithole, he could take me himself. I mean its like only about 15 minutes from our house if traffic is very favorable. I honestly don't want him involved in any single part of my treatment. But a part of me does only to possibly make my life less of a living hell, so to speak....
Does anyone else struggle with being acknowledged by, not only their chosen name but also their correct gender? Especially from friends and/or family that you knowingly came out to, yet they purposely ignore your request to be called by a more appropriate name and pronouns?
~Nixy~