To say I have family issues would be an understatement. I have an alcoholic father and a mother who may or may not be addicted at this time. My father is a lapsed Catholic and my mother is a Christian, probably of the baptist tradition. And they are both really trying to coerce me out of becoming more myself than ever. I believe that this is probably due to the fact that they cannot deal with their “son” being an atheist, that if I am a transsexual, I would somehow be beyond the saving of a god that created the problem in the first place. So, this is why they ignore me, shut me out and every time I phone or write them, they give me all sorts of hell. Things like lying about me, threatening me with physical harm (had to phone Denver Police once) and calling me by that old name. I’ve had enough and I have decided that until they are willing to behave in a respectful manner, they would not be allowed to contact me. Fairly simple ideal, no?
Some family members may be getting closer to acceptance, like my sister. Some, I haven’t contacted in a while due to the fact that I cannot seem to find their information. And some are working their way into acceptance and have come pretty far due to their already liberal mindset. I am so thankful that these people are here for me and that I can talk with them if I ever need someone to talk to. But I am kinda sad that I have no acceptance from my parents to speak of - not that this is going to stop me from continuing on my path, but it is kind of depressing that they refuse to overcome their own prejudices and love their daughters for who they are, even if one of them is transsexual.
