I came out as trans mid august of last year. My mom was a little hesitant at first, but seemed to be taking to it slowly. My dad however, did not. He made it abundantly clear from the beginning that he did not respect me, or believe that I was trans and stated that he needed an official diagnosis from a medical professional in order to believe that i was, indeed a by. Around this time he decided that I had repressed self loathing and that I was really just a girl who hated herself. My mom came up with the theory that I had autism (solid conclusion, i know). jump ahead a few months and i'm meeting with a gender therapist, who explicitly tells my father that yes. i am transgender, and do not have a self loathing issue. That's medical professional number 1. My dad, having lost his own theory latches onto my mother's, decided that no no of course his 'precious little girl' wasn't trans, just autistic. I go to a few different therapists all of them agreeing that I was indeed trans and a boy. (enter medical professionals 2 and 3). I recently underwent testing to resolve the autism vs trans issue that's been the subject of debate in my household recently and the administrator is very sure that I am actually trans. She's written up her report and is going to tell my parents her conclusion this coming friday which is 2 days from now. Even though I know who I am, I'm absolutely petrified that her report is going to support my mother's theory, proving my dad right, and giving him yet another reason to disregard who I am. I'm so tired of being disrespected, deadnamed, misgendered, and called shameful and a burden. I knew coming out that I'd lose my dad in the process but when he still has control over my life and medical decisions, it's harder than I'd ever imagined.