All three have said I have their full support.
They said when they got the letter their first thought was that it was a suicide note. As they read more they thought I was going to say I was gay, to which they'd have replied "well duh!".
We had a pretty long conversation about it, and about the entire concept of gender, and about discrimination and not worrying about other peoples feelings. I am immensely proud of my parents and I think it's unleashed a side of them which makes me happy to be their child.
My sister took it badly at first but she has some issues with depression since my nan died. She's gradually getting more understanding though. She says she's there any time I need her and that she has friends who I can hang with any time I need someone else.
However,
My Dad is worried that I might be making the wrong choices - and I agree with him - that I might be just leaving one closet to enter another one, not understanding the situation I am in and going with one of society's two silly options (male or female).
He is completely behind me though. He just wants me to be sure.
I am seeing the nurse tomorrow to get a referral to a gender therapist. I assume (and hope) she will be able to do that; she's a district nurse. My doctor isn't as nice, that's the only real reason why. Well, it was my mom that decided that, and I'm happy to go with that because she seems to think the nurse is more understanding.
I don't know what is going to happen about University. I am stuck sixty miles and three hours away and living alone, with no friends, no contacts, and nobody. I know there is an LGBT society in Leicester but I am too scared to walk through the front door in case somebody sees me walk in (it's actually on my block). There are some nasty people about.
Maybe transfering closer to home is an option. I don't know. Maybe I should take a year out... Okay I know that's silly and would be a heavy waste with a risk of not returning afterwards. But I could return as -- whatever I turn out to be.
I'm barred from responding to any question with "I dunno" because for a whole hour that's all I could say.
It was pretty funny actually. My sister and I had a conversation befitting a comedy sketch. She said "I don't know what to say" to which I opened my mouth, closed my mouth, laughed, she laughed, she opened her mouth, I laughed, I went to say nothing, laughed, we both laughed...