oh are we doing coming out stories

when i first came out as bi, my parents avoided the subject

when my mom found a skirt in my clothes she wouldn't look me in the eye for a week

when i came out as trans the first thing my dad told me was "not all bad people are faggots but all faggots are bad people" (he used stronger wording i have no real translation for)

when i locked myself in the bathroom and started crying for hours my mother threatened to throw me out of home

my parents only stopped actively hating me after an unsuccessful suicide attempt

after one year or so hrt my mom finally always used the right name and pronouns for me

my grandmother, who i live with, is still a bigot

the rest of my family is a mixed bag

things are better now but i can't let go of the past

i already knew what i wanted since i was 16 but it wasn't until i was 21 that i got to start hrt. i already knew back then i should at least be on hormone blockers. my mom wouldn't let me.

i watched, already aware, puberty destroy every hope i had of being myself physically

i will never stop regretting not having been able to start sooner and avoid everything that still pains me to this day every single morning when i look at the mirror to shave