My mother is 62 years old, and I live with her due to the fact that I'm undergoing immuno tests for fibromyalgia. I can't go to school or work right now because of it. And since 2001, I've realized who I am, after coming out to her as a lesbian a couple years after that at age 16 (I am 23 now), to try and ease myself into the process.. but.. I never outed myself as trans.
She believes being gay/lesbian is a choice.. Like I actively chose to go to hell. Which makes it unendurable for my 36-year-old sister that just had kids with her partner. It's as if our mother mourns us, and despises any talk about her being gay and tries to pass me off as a straight female and play matchmaker. My sister once brought up how she thought it was sad that she had to adopt her partners' kids just to legally become their mom, and our mother flew off the handle and ranted about how she didn't want to hear of my sister's "sex life." I didn't know politics and adoption meant bed talk. Anyhow.
I'm extremely frightened of revealing my TS status to her, it was bad enough when I did the halfway step of telling her I was a lesbian. I have nowhere else to live and have no income due to the fact that fibro is extremely debilitating. I can't hold a job right now,... (and I tried to tell my sister in the past but oddly enough she got pissed off at me and refused to believe it, and mostly due to that we don't talk anymore.)
So I was thinking that next time I see my GP I'll ask for an endo referral, and when I see that endo, I'll ask how open-minded they are and explain my situation..
It's so wrong that I have to do it this way but over the years I've never come up with one single idea. I want to get said endo to convince my mother that I have an intersex condition so she'll accept my physical transition. I was born almost four months early, so I'm hoping she'll not have a heart attack, since being a nurse for 30+ years might allow her to somehow connect the dots between a premature birth and intersex condition. (I know, not true, but.. I did take prohormones in high school for a couple months, and developed quite a bit of secondary characteristics so a physical exam would yield convincing results.)
I know this is horrible and I wish there was another way to do it, but I cannot simply tell her that I'm once again choosing a path of eternal damnation and fooling myself about who I am. I can't lose my mother.
I hope I didn't upset anyone but I live in south Louisiana, and could tell you stories about the insanity of fanatics here.
I just feel so dysphoric after all these years of researching, trying to come up with ideas, and seeing the way my mother reacted to me,.. my sister,.. and how my own sister shunned me and doesn't speak with me. I can't delay transition any longer.