I was already in full plans of moving out from my parents, so it wasn't a big deal. But my mom just finally gave the last button press......and with that......I give up on her. I'm done. She kinda acknowledges me as TG and such, that I'm different, but she lives as if it isn't real, she is in severe denial. I have told her repeatedly to listen to me and respect that (like making at least an effort to try and address me less gender specific for now, though people in general don't bother me a ton if I get called he or guy etc), but she has not given that one attempt thus far (in over a year's time as well). We were looking through people we both knew on Facebook and she saw one of my pictures of a recent haircut I got, and she said "do you want people to think you are gay? you should have someone else take the photo so it doesn't give that off" and I was like ready to just tell her to go to H*** pretty much. I'm bi, and my facebook even says that, I am openly expressive of myself, and if people like that great! If not, then get the heck out of my life and don't waste mine or your own time! She treated it like a bad thing, and it's like I was mistaken for gay by a ton of people in my life even when my mom tried to keep us with the straight guy image. So THERE YOU HAVE IT. There's no hiding that and you know what? I'm not ashamed of that anymore. She may be, but that's her tough luck, not mine. I would have liked to have an openly accepting and acknowledging mother, but it just looks like that is not going to happen

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Like I said, I give up. I had kinda maybe one last hope but haha looks like it is gone. So I will do what I do with all else who can't get it and will not give a bean's worth of respect for me....leave them silently. I won't go in a nuclear meltdown on them or throw them out viciously, instead I leave em without warning....and let them figure it out afterwards what just happened. I will likely be in contact with her after I move to an apt in the summer after school is finished for the semester, but it will be far more basic and less revealing or anything. It's not that I'm hurt; I'm not anymore. I'm just done, I don't need this anymore, so why waste my time on a lost cause? She has tried to mold me into something I'm not cause she cannot let go of that image of her son she always had.....well she can have that, cause that's not me. And she will instead lose her real son/daughter.