Hello all!
My name is Morris, but all of my friends call me Moe. I'm a transman, I'm about 17, and I live in the US with my parents and little sisters. My parents are not accepting of me, and one of my little sisters, who's about 15, is pretty transphobic. I'm completely unable to go by my preferred name at home, let alone my preferred pronouns. I've known I was trans for about 2 years now, but my parents (and sister, who believes she has any kind of say in anything about this) believe there's no way I could possibly be trans because I never 'showed any signs', liked Dora the Explorer, Disney princesses, and when I was 5, I liked dresses. They also, for some odd reason, think that 'my Asperger's Syndrome (since it can make one more susceptible to outside influences because of it) is making me think this way'. I don't believe this to be true at all. I think one of the reasons my parent's didn't pick up on me being trans is my (then undiagnosed) Asperger's and ADD. I truly believe there were signs, such as me asking my mom when I was little why I couldn't be a boy, and always trying to fit in with and be accepted as 'one of the guys'. I also always saw and tried to do 'father son activities with my dad, as I would ask him a lot to teach me to fish or whittle, even though I had little interest in such things besides trying to fit the 'father-son' thing. Later in my life, I was still unsure of what I felt. I lived a sheltered life, and didn't know what 'trans' was until I got into high school. I had a few inklings that I didn't feel like a girl, but, for fear of my parents thinking I was weird or that there was something wrong with me, given I was already undergoing treatment for severe depression and suicidal thoughts. I already believed there they thought there was something wrong with me, I didn't want to give them another reason to think I was messed up.
Anyways, I apologize for the long exposition, but I feel it's relevant.
Lately, at home and around my parents, I've found myself feeling numb and caring less and less when they call me by my birth name, but only slightly less when they call me by the wrong pronouns. The difference is still noticeable, though. I also find myself feeling more and more dysmorphic, and having a lot of trouble coping with it, as my mom makes me wear bras on the weekend, and still makes me shop in the 'ladies' section at the clothing store. They think I have no right to be upset at them for calling me 'little miss (insert adjective here)' when I do something they dislike, and get angry when I cry if someone calls me a girl enough.
But lately, I've been feeling more and more numb about it.
I'm a little afraid that my parent's were right and that this numbness means that my feelings about this are going away. At times, I feel like yes, I've made the right choice, this is truly how I feel, but other times I doubt myself so much.
Does anyone else doubt themself?
How does one deal with dysmorphia?
Does anyone know if parents eventually come around...?