Growing up I never fit in with the other boys, I did not share their interests or hobbies, I did not enjoy sports, and I had not interest in vehicles. I never fit in with the girls either, because, well, I was not one of them, or so I believed. This\continued throughout high school even, I simply did not click with other guys, as the majority of my friends where female. Looking back people probably thought I was gay because of it (not that that is a bad thing).
Now, to understand this you have to realize that I went to a super conservative, southern, Christian, yee-haw type of high school with one openly gay kid and from there a highly progressive, liberal arts school where every third person was queer in some way. This university was where I learned about what transgendered was, that it was even a thing. I had never heard this word before but somehow it described me perfectly.
This was also when I realized another major aspect of my person, my sexual identity. By this point I had come to accept that I liked both genders, that was beyond a doubt. There was more to it though, something different. That was when my friend introduced me to the term, pansexual and gray-ace. Together, these terms meant that my attraction to people only occurred with a dep connection prior. I had never been so relieved or felt so accepted to be this way, it lifted a large toll off of me.
I was still in University when I had called my Mother and sister to come out to them. My sister could not care less, it was nothing more than a thing. My mother however went into a whole speech of how she was raised to believe it was wrong, and that while she did not accept it she would always love me. It crushed me, throwing me into a depression.
It was not until a year and a half later that I came out to her about being transgendered, dreading what I knew she was going to say I text her. I could not even bring myself to tell her over the phone. She said the same thing as she did when I came out about my sexuality. My sister acted okay with it, but later she freaked out thinking she was going to lose her brother. This hurt even worse than the first time.
Up until three weeks ago there was no update, But then I started hormones and came out to a couple people at work who where all very accepting.
So that is really all that I have for that, thank you for reading if anyone did, and I hope all of you have a great day, you can make it through anything. If you can not do it for yourself then do it out of spite for those who said you can not.