It’s done.

My brother has just told my mother that I’m trans. He told her everything, he didn’t go into much detail when recounting it to me, but they spoke for about 45 minutes. He said it couldn’t have went better, if he had to give it a rating, it would be 10/10. He said she’s totally fine with it and thinks it’s a good thing for me, that I need to get on with my life. I could barely believe my ears. I was terrified she would take it badly and be really hurt by it all. My brother says I got the timing right.

I’ve been sitting in my room waiting for them to come out, when my brother was talking to me, my mother knocked on the door and asked him to ask me if I was hungry, I signalled for her to come in. She stood and gave me a hug as I sat on the bed, and I let it out… 10 years of stress, hurt, frustration, worry… She just held me and told me it was alright.

I’m so relieved it went well, actually, I can’t quite believe it went this well…

My mother has said to my brother that she will approach my dad and tell him about it when it’s just the two of them at home. He’s a thinker, not a talker, he will need a couple days.

So there it is, the big scary monster turned out to be nothing at all.

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