I don't have much family but what little I have loves me and will make sure I'm never homeless, but won't accept my gender identity. For awhile they were calling me my male name, but now they've said it doesn't matter because I'm the same person and put both names on my christmas gifts.
She went on today about how she knows this is my borderline personality disorder and I'm not transgender and she knows I've never really wanted to be a man because she remembers what a girly girl I was before. I didn't explain that the girly girl persona was to try and reassure myself that I was a woman and that there was nothing wrong with being a woman. I'll never be okay with physically being a woman and never be sure of myself and that's why I need T. She said she understands that I got in a transgender group of people and they were understanding of me and she's sure they're nice people but she still doesn't believe I'm transgender.
She went on a long tirade about how men make more money than her and get away with more mistakes on the job, and how she might want to become a man. And I said "but that's not your gender identity, right" She said "no, I wouldn't chose that gender identity".
She also made remarks when I mention it was about body image and self esteem that I would be a little fat man because our whole family has a weight problem. I spend time weight lifting because of this problem. I told her that it's not about weight. Gender dysphoria is entirely different kind of body image problem than weight.
My other family member keeps saying things like "how do you know you have dysphoria?" "how do you know you're transgender?" "How do you know you're a male?"
In February I start T. I've had my doubts about starting T, but if I don't do it I'll never be sure of myself and always resent being born female. I feel like I owe it to myself to resolve these horrible body image problems. I do a lot for my family and it's wearing on my mental health. I need to take hormones for me. She can't stop me from doing it and no one's going to throw me out, but it's something I need to do. They just don't agree.
Being seen as a female doesn't reflect who I am on the inside and takes a major toll on my relationships with others and with myself.