So I've been a member of this board for over two years now, and for the most part I would just lurk because I've always felt that since I wasn't out I couldn't contribute as much to most discussions as I'd like. I'm 22, mtf, go to university, and live with my parents. Also during these two years as a member I struggled with how to tell my parents and bouts of semi denial (kind of like I know I'm trans, but I thought I could work through it) as many MtFs do.
But last June I was having one of those sleepless nights where everything on your mind just seems to go wrong and you can't sleep and it was about being trans and not coming out, feeling really depressed, and generally lost. It was pretty much then that I knew I had to do something before losing it. So one of my friends whom I had come out to and I spent the next day together talking about everything, and she assured me that she would be there for me in any way she could. From there I felt better about it, and decided to schedule a meeting with a voice therapist and a gender therapist. Because money was tight (and one out of town for two weeks in July), I asked both of them to put the meetings off until this week (voice today, gender friday).
I also liked this set up with the therapists because it would allow me to delay coming out to my family, while giving me a time line for which to do so. So as is custom with me, I waited until the last day possible (yesterday) to tell them. I had already come out to my mom, who like some moms, just ignored it and pretended it didn't happen, almost a year ago. But anyway, with the story. So I came out to my parents and told them I would like to start living as Kayla today. They were semi-supportive, saying they would be there for me, while trying everything they could to (subtly) talk me out of being trans (I guess). Next came my two little brothers who took the news as different as possible, but positive. The first one acted as though I was murdered in front of him; quiet, upset, and about to cry, but gave me a hug and told me he was there for me. The second acted as though I ordered a #5 at MacDonald's and didn't even blink, a reaction which I enjoyed.
So now I begin RLE, and still have to come out to University professors before 3 weeks, which I'm not really worried about.
