So...I just kind of need to get this out, and I guess that it's really not much of a discussion, or a question, or anything other than a rant.
I came out to my father, during June of 2010, after a huge physical break-down that lasted a month in which I was sick for nearly thirty straight days. In fact, during this time, my entire family thought that I was pregnant. I had my mother pick me up, my sister (Whom I was living with,) knew something was wrong, and had my father call me. After gathering the courage, I told him that I was planning on getting a sex-change. He seemed leery about it, but he was also happy that I just wasn't pregnant. He said that he understood that sometimes, "Wires get crossed," and we can't do anything about it.
His opinion has now changed...a lot.
I start Testosterone injections on May 8th of this year, and I noticed that now that I'm taking them, he's really pressuring me to be something that I'm not. I have a really unusual haircut (For a girl, or a boy,) And he's been trying to get me to cut it, and to grow my normal color out - he says that it's odd for guys as pale as me to have jet-black hair, and he says that people will only look at me more if I look unusual. But he just doesn't get that I don't want to be a 'boy' in his sense of the word. He wants me to become a muscle-bound sports obsessed meat-head. He's constantly trying to get me interested in sports (I hate sports...other than Nascar, Drag-racing, and wrestling, sorry guys,) It's really driving me up the wall. He seems to think that I just want to blend in with society. I mean, I know that some transguys are fine with that, but I'm just not. I've always been the kid to shred their jeans to hell, and load them with safety pins, splatter paint on my clothes, and add glitter and sparkles, patches and all kinds of other weird ->-bleeped-<-. I've never once claimed to be a manly man (Though I am lifting weights now,) Yeah, sure, I'm changing my sex, but that doesn't mean that I want to change what makes me who I am, for crying out loud.
And the worse part about this, it would be fine for me to be like this...if I was gay.
Frankly though, I'm not gay. I like women god-dammit, yeah...sure, I make out with men every once in a while, but as soon as it gets below the belt, I'm highly likely to deck them in the face and walk away. I am so not into cis-gendered guys getting into my pants, Now....if it was another transguy, that would be different (Because I would know that they didn't just want me for my pussy, thanks very much,)
So, this whole thing has just turned into a big whiny rant >___O; in which, now I feel significantly worse about all of my dysphoria...damn it. Anyway, yeah....I got it off of my chest, and I guess that I feel somewhat better.
For the sake of discussion; do you guys have these kind of pressures forced onto you to?
People trying to get you into a stereotype that you just don't belong in?
Any advice?