I (19 MTF, Canada) was outed to my parents in December 2024 when i was then 18, since then we’ve been on a regimen of “don’t bring it up, or else we’ll flip our shit”. I’ve tried talking to them about this basically every month since and it’s only gotten more intense in rejection. Nail polish is supposed to come off in front of (even supporting) people and it’s a disgrace to do anything feminine. Growing out the hair is not allowed but they haven’t dragged me anywhere yet since I last cut it in June last year, stuff like that. The most recent polish coat led to being sat down and told that I’m being “manipulated” by “groomers and pedophiles” (my wife, a trans woman) and I’m supposed to delete any presence I have and stop “pretending to be a girl” (I don’t even express myself on most of my socials, I’m still mostly closeted and all but one has my deadname). This also led to threats of withholding my tuition (which they have graciously paid for so far) and kicking me out on to the street and so on. That prompted me to leave the house and just walk away, got told to go fuck myself and slept with my (very accepting) uncle that night. Came back the day after and had another “chat”
My mom apparently went scouting for my name and came up with an account I have for finding a room to live (if needed, I haven’t actively planned on it for a while now). She made a fuss of how I’d get the money and said I’m probably selling myself somewhere, and had the nerve to not back down when I rightfully got pissed about something like that. They both said they raised us too light and that i should have had to work for a lot more because clearly Im not grateful for what I have. It’s been two days since that and I can’t look at them the same way, we barely even speak to one another. A generational meltdown feels like it’s brewing inside me and all I want is to get away from them. My uncle and friend both have places for me to stay for however long, I work and have talked with my Uni and should be able to finish my degree with the benefits of my province (Ontario). Only reason I haven’t left is because my twin brother (who’s awesome) and I’m just scared of taking that risk, but I can’t focus on school or work or anything i need to do. I just can’t physically stomach work or school knowing I have to exist in a space like this after I finish my day. Any off day sucks, it’s just so isolating. Existing in a house where I’m this much of a black sheep is no way to go about life, and I need to get the courage to let go SMH.
