My mom has been pretty decent, and has taken my transition the best way she can, and she almost always gets my pronouns right, and she only calls me my old name by mistake if she is angry or something.
But today we were talking and she said
"Sometimes I just think that you will meet a guy, get married and have children" (she means transition back)
I told her that she already knows I dont want children, and yes I probably will get married. I asked her if she thought that I would change back, and she said
"Oh I dont know, I guess I still have that hope, I think maybe this wasnt the path for you, and wonder what could have happened to cause you to choose this"
"I just wonder, what if you arent happy"
I told her that there is no way in hell I would change back, also that even if I wanted to, which I dont, it would be no easy task what with all of the effects testosterone has made so far. Then I told her that i would not transition back even if someone had a gun pointed to my head, and that I am happy, and that before I didnt feel my body was mine, none of it made me happy, but now there are more parts of me that actually feel like they belong to me.
I know its a process, I just wish I could be accepted wholeheartedly as her son, not her daughter who transitioned. I dunno if I shared this with you all, but one time maybe 5 months ago we got in a little fight and I asked her if she wished "Maggie" was back, and if she would rather have her then me, and she said yes. That had just felt like a punch right in the face, cause I am not her, its her denying the real me, and wanting the fake person, the person that didnt really exist because thats who she had hopes and dreams for. I dont think i was a real person back then, maybe I have dissociated all of those old memories, but I almost feel like I took over hr life, I am not sure if she really ever existed, if she wanted me to take over, if I existed somewhere inside of er for so long and finally broke free without even knowing it.