Well, they didn’t take it lightly at first.
I told them via a letter, like many other people. I come from a family where anything personal really isn’t encouraged to be spoken about – especially to your parents so I felt this was the easiest way.
I also had the support of my therapist at the local children’s hospital where I was being treated for gender stuff and depression. She arranged a meeting with my Mother, Father and myself alongside her to be able to mediate and answer any questions.
Long story short, that day was very emotional and it took them a good 3 years for them to fully get over the fact that I’m nothing more than thier son.
It certainly helped that once I began my medical transition at 18, I also moved states to be with my now Wife and Son. The next time they saw me, I had significant facial hair, a much deeper voice and no one could mistake me for anything other than a man.
Now, they adore thier Grandson with all thier might, adore the shit out of my Wife (think they like her more than me! haha) and every single time I visit it just gets better. My Dad is getting older now and absolutely loves to employ me to do the heavy lifting jobs and “strong” things. He loves to brag about x, y and z that I’m doing/have done. Has told me several times he is so very proud that I am his son. Everytime he see’s me slouching he takes me aside and says “I know you had that shit on your chest before, but you don’t now. Stand up straight, you’re good looking bloke!”.
It’s really, really good.
Hey
How old do I look ?
I’d estimate 29. But I actually am shit at guessing people’s ages.
Also, idc how old you are – you’re a total babe. Stop making me question my sexuality further.
how’d you are your wife meet? And if you don’t mind me asking how many years did you guys get married after meeting?
I’m almost certain I have answered this before, but I can’t seem to find it so it warrants another go.
My Wife and I met via a conference in the top end of Australia; both our universities had sent us there and from first sight, we were both smitten.
I spent the entire conference with her, every second, and we began a long-distance relationship after we returned to our seperate states.
It took me two months to realise I needed to move to be with her, and I did.
I proposed to her about 6 months into our relationship, and she said yes.
We have been together for 10 years, and married for 3 years. We waited so long for the actual wedding as I was not yet legally male and still had to have my hysto etc.
This has now been added to the FAQ.
How to get blocked on kik: a pictoral lesson.
Someone else talk to me via Kik so asshats don’t get all the fun.
Also, I am 10 years on T this year and my moustache is finally connecting to the rest of my facial hair.
Still Ch ch changing.
jfc yer ol’.
Yeah I am old hahaha.
It’s alright, we’ll still love you; even when you’ve got a walker and can’t shit on your own.
Funny, that’s what my Wife says also hahaha.
She’s 7 years older than me, btw.
Kik: transmandad.
I am bored and now logged into this kik. Entertain me, please?
Also, I am 10 years on T this year and my moustache is finally connecting to the rest of my facial hair.
Still Ch ch changing.
jfc yer ol’.
Yeah I am old hahaha.
Also, I am 10 years on T this year and my moustache is finally connecting to the rest of my facial hair.
Still Ch ch changing.
It’s 1am here in America and I’ve had a bad headache and haven’t been able to sleep because I’ve been struggling so much thinking about my future. I have an unsupportive family and I’m at the point where I need to make changes in my life if I want to be happy. I felt really sad and depressed and have been crying so I came on tumblr to distract myself and your page came up in my suggestions. Your posts give me hope and I want to say thank you so much for sharing your personal experiences.
Hey man.
Thank you for the kind words.
You’re most certainly not alone, and feel free to message me any time you aren’t feeling great. It may take me a while to respond, because I’m super busy but I do read every single ask that comes into my box.
You future is going to happen regardless of whether you lay there worrying about it, I promise. It’s difficult to just “let go” but ultimately – that’s the best thing to do. I know it’s hard.
Distraction is a great therapy for a worried mind. I use this tactic all the time and it’s brilliant for us stress heads; check out something that makes your heart flutter, or your mind whizz, or watch cute cat videos on youtube, or watch a super interesting documentary.
This hasn’t been very helpful and I do apologize, but feel free to contact me any time you feel the need.
Hello. I’m not really sure how to ask this, so it may sound like rambling. I am 17, and FtM. I really want to adopt kids some day. I am worried they will hate me or maybe get bullied or something because of who I am. Is there a way that would be best to tell them who I was so they don’t freak out and disown me? A prime age? I know I am a big young to worry about stuff like this, but it taints my daydreams when my own kids turn against me or run away haha (but really…). Thanks!
Hey. Never apologize for asking a question, the only silly question is that which is left unasked.
I think becoming a parent when you are trans is always going to be fraught with “what if?” type scenarios. But ultimately; kids don’t give a fuck if you have three heads and are green, as long as you love and care for them.
It’s terrifying, but the only thing I can think of more terrifying is not living the life you truly want.
As an aside, here is a link about coming out to K, and here is a link to a great rescource pertaining to coming out to your kids called the “Little Boy Book” produced by FTM Australia, available in hard copy for a fee or for free in .PDF form.
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