Not sure who I stole this from ages ago, but oh well.
As some of you know, it was my birthday last Monday, and I’m also FtM transgender.
I’m not big on birthdays, don’t really celebrate much or anything, but the day before my birthday (Sunday) my grandparents offered to take me out to dinner, so I accepted.
These grandparents of mine were very unhappy with my being trans when I came out at first, but they’re very religious (my grandfather was a pastor) so their lack of acceptance was no surprise to me. Most of my family members are like that. They would not even try to use male pronouns with me or anything. Then, about a year after coming out, I went on hormones and within a few months I completely passed as a guy. My voice deepened and my facial shape became more masculine etc. so everyone I met just naturally used male pronouns with me, not knowing I was trans. And the really funny thing is, the hormones actually made my grandparents begin to accidentally refer to me with male pronouns! It just came natural to them to use male pronouns because of how much I passed, but even then they’d still “correct” themselves to female pronouns right away. Their lack of acceptance caused them to still try to refer to me as a girl even when it came more natural to them to refer to me as a boy.
But, after a while (just a few months ago, actually) it seemed that my grandparents finally began trying to tolerate me. They’d avoid using pronouns or any name for me as much as possible, but when they absolutely had to they’d reluctantly say Jason. They weren’t accepting, of course, but they seemed to be becoming tolerant.
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