Another new begining
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transI've decided to move out.
The continued stress of living at home simply isn't worth it anymore. I came home about two and a half weeks ago, with the intention of starting laser for my face, amoung other things, but promptly got into an argument with my mother about it as she felt I had more important things to do that work on my transition. I don't care how important you think something might be, you don't threaten your child with stopping their transition if they don't agree with you.
I'm so worn out dealing with her. She doesn't understand how important transitioning is for me, and she simply refuses to let me make my own decisions. I've been arguing with her about it forever, and her stance had remained the same: if she tells me to do something, I'm not allowed to refuse under any circumstances, because it doesn't matter what the hell I think, she knows better.
And then she wonders why I'm not happy. Maybe you could try listening to what I say will make me happy once in a while...
So, I talk to her tommorow, and tell her I want out. I don't imagine it will be easy. I don't imagine she'll be pleased in the slightest. She does honestly mean the best for me, and unfortunatly I'm going to be doing the complete opposite of what she believes would be the best for me. I asked her to understand, and she couldn't. That's forgivable. I asked her to trust me, and she refused. I don't know if that's forgivable, it concievably is, but I'm not going to stick around while she tries to lead my life in a way that I think is harmful for me.
I'm going to be dissapointing her tommorow. There will probably be either crying, or yelling tommorow. More than that I can't predict how she'll react, but I'm far past hoping for a peaceful solution.
I may or may not lose financial support. Things will get complicated if she refuses to pay for me anymore. My transition could possibly end up being delayed, which ironically is what I hoped to prevent by moving out.
Wish me luck.
It's going to be one hell of a day.
The continued stress of living at home simply isn't worth it anymore. I came home about two and a half weeks ago, with the intention of starting laser for my face, amoung other things, but promptly got into an argument with my mother about it as she felt I had more important things to do that work on my transition. I don't care how important you think something might be, you don't threaten your child with stopping their transition if they don't agree with you.
I'm so worn out dealing with her. She doesn't understand how important transitioning is for me, and she simply refuses to let me make my own decisions. I've been arguing with her about it forever, and her stance had remained the same: if she tells me to do something, I'm not allowed to refuse under any circumstances, because it doesn't matter what the hell I think, she knows better.
And then she wonders why I'm not happy. Maybe you could try listening to what I say will make me happy once in a while...
So, I talk to her tommorow, and tell her I want out. I don't imagine it will be easy. I don't imagine she'll be pleased in the slightest. She does honestly mean the best for me, and unfortunatly I'm going to be doing the complete opposite of what she believes would be the best for me. I asked her to understand, and she couldn't. That's forgivable. I asked her to trust me, and she refused. I don't know if that's forgivable, it concievably is, but I'm not going to stick around while she tries to lead my life in a way that I think is harmful for me.
I'm going to be dissapointing her tommorow. There will probably be either crying, or yelling tommorow. More than that I can't predict how she'll react, but I'm far past hoping for a peaceful solution.
I may or may not lose financial support. Things will get complicated if she refuses to pay for me anymore. My transition could possibly end up being delayed, which ironically is what I hoped to prevent by moving out.
Wish me luck.
It's going to be one hell of a day.