two years ago i came out to my parents. while the initial reaction was not perfect, my catholic, cajun mom did the work
today she stands up for me—even against family—and shuts down any anti-trans or anti-gay talk
i’m so lucky and i love her so much
For those following the saga, she did call back in tears saying loves me, but she was sad, my dad was sad, it is against her beliefs, etc. Honestly that’s fine! Maybe she’ll come around, esp with my siblings’ help.
So I’m feeling good about this—it’s a start with the parents. My siblings really came through in their responses, full of unconditional love, support, and pride.
i have a lot of grief about not transitioning as a kid, but i would not have survived graduating the class of 2003 in my small, catholic, bayou town if i had told people i was a girl then.
bless up honey, thank you for surviving
I just saw some kid on TikTok saying that they wish they were a teen in the early 2000s. And I feel like kids don't understand how pervasive, constant, & violent the homophobia was. Or the misogyny.
The music was fun and we weren't constantly online, but don't idealize the past.
I don’t have anything to plug but love your trans kids. Love your trans friends. Love yourself. And if you have money, donate to trans women’s gofundmes because trans healthcare often is scarce and expensive and not covered by insurance.
Like I went out and got pants and blouses from the women’s section to wear for every occasion. Like even school uniform. WHY DIDN’T NOBODY TELL ME I WAS TRANS THEN!?
Wow this response is sooo moving. Thanks to everyone for offering their support and kind words to me! 🥰🥰🥰 it’s been a whirlwind of emotions the last 48 hours, but here’s an update: the kids portaled with my parents.
sowwy, i haven’t responded b/c i leaned in too far:
- mom to 2
- 2 romantic life-partners
- tech job
- trans
- intact adam’s apple (😩)
- applies a series of lotions & cosmetics 1 hour/day
- literary career
- conditions hair every other day
- many selfies
- very good atraxa deck
I was off screen. It was a little awkward. Nothing relevant to this was mentioned, but overall it was… normal-ish? A lot of hope for a good outcome, even if it takes a few years.
We’d never work out because he’s an obnoxious know it all who distracts himself from how depressed he is by meaningless trivia and art. But I’d let him hit because he’s sweet and he’s taller than me