Not gonna lie, I wasn't expecting that. Maybe if I'd come out in my pre-teens, the discussion would have been quite different. Because it was a different time with different mores and different representations (in my youth, transvestites were confused with transgender people, at a time when transidentity was called "transexuality" and was considered a mental illness). Maybe I'd have been rejected, maybe I'd have been forced into a mold under the pretext that I was influenced.
In a way, I'm glad I was able to make this "late" coming out, it gave me time to be independent and self-confident, but it also gave my loved ones time to mature and rebuild after years of family suffering. Reconstruction without which acceptance might not have found its place.
I'm not saying you have to wait that long, because even so, I wish I'd known sooner. Putting words to what you feel is an important part of building yourself, especially when it comes to building your identity. I wish I could have transitioned sooner, but it's too late, so I'm enjoying this second life, enjoying this journey, celebrating each change and holding on to all these little joys with all my might.
Why can’t all our parents be like this? I’m really lucky mine don’t care I’m gay so long as I’m happy and my partner treats me well but I know too many who aren’t as lucky. I hope everyone has someone like this who will accept them as they are no matter what 💕
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