hypermxbile:

the first pride month that I was out, Pride 2015, I was 15 and I was sent to a conversion therapist after my old church convinced my parents that I needed repairing.

Pride 2016: I was referred to endocrinology to start T. my parents were more or less tolerant of my transition but had a long way to go. my old church was acting hateful towards us because my parents had decided to let me socially transition.

Pride 2017: I had top surgery. I was cared for by my mom after surgery. she said my chest reveal was one of the happiest days of her life because she had never seen me so happy.

today, my mom wished me a happy pride, sent me some gay and trans flag edits, and is ordering a big rainbow flag to hang in our yard so everyone knows where she stands. we go to an affirming church that loves me as I am. I am post-transition. even though we had to cut out most of my step dad’s family, there are tons of people who love us. life is good.

this is for other kids who might be in unsupportive families, homophobic or transphobic religious environments, or conversion therapy. please hang in there. there are people who will love you as you are. life can be so good if you hold on for right now.