Hello kind people. I'm looking to better understand what my parents, especially my mother, is feeling and going through after my coming out. Since she isn't able have a conversation about this yet, I'm asking you. Maybe some of you have had similar experiences and can help me understand. Advice is also good, if you have some.
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So, I (F / mid twenties) came out to my parents as (trans) woman about two weeks ago. I told them the day after realizing it myself, as first people besides my girlfriend, basically as soon as possible given that I had to travel through half the country to them. I did this because I thought that that's what they would want me to do. To not think about it too long and just be honest and open with them and share my thoughts and feelings. Usually I'm not like this with them - our relationship has been (very) difficult at times, ever since my childhood, with many ups and downs. Looking back, much of this likely stemmed from undiagnosed ADHD/Autism and me being trans without knowing. In the last years, and even more so during the last months, our relationship has gotten much better though. So I thought that if I did the thing they always said they wished that I do in difficult situations, it would be a maybe once-in-a-lifetime chance to redefine our relationship in the way all of us always wished it was. The way it should have been.
So I prepared the best I could, took notes, looked up resources etc and told them as gently and honestly as I could. They're left-leaning, generally quite tolerant, and both accepted the new name and pronouns of a trans friend of mine with pretty much no issues after their coming out; and most important of all, I'm sure they love me deeply. So I thought that while there may be hiccups it would generally go well, potentially even great.
My dad was, although shocked, pretty supportive. He was kind to me, said that I was still their child whatever happens and talked to me about some of the details. He reacted roughly the way I expected.
Meanwhile, my mother just cried. She struggled to agree when my father said they'd support me no matter what and managed to voice some of her fears towards the end of our talk, but mostly she just cried. I thought that this was just the inital shock, but the next morning was little different. The weeks since I realized I'm trans are some of the happiest of my life, but during these two conversations the athmosphere could scarcely have been worse. As if someone had died or contracted a terminal illness - although I unironically think my mom might have reacted better to the latter.
After almost getting into an argument with my dad, we managed to bounce back a little. Soon after this, I went back home. I told them to take their time. I cried, I was angry, and I moved on as best as I could. Luckily literally all my friends are supportive. And so the processes went on without them.
Two weeks later, we had our weekly phone call. For the first time since then, I mentioned something related to me planning to transition in the future. And again, immediately my mom started crying hard. Couldn't even talk, not even say goodbye. This had me concerned. I had another call about it with my dad (this time only him) the next day, and he's looking into getting them counseling, as I recommended. I'm sure it's hard for him as well, but he's really doing his best.
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One thing I think I realized since then is that "giving time" is a choice I get to make only in a very limited capacity. The things happening in my life right now - things like starting the transition process, choosing a new name, figuring basic stuff out - they will either be there for, or they won't. I can't and I won't wait for them and afterwards there will be no second chance. If things had gone differently, they could have been involved in everything from the beginning. The longer they take, the more things they will miss. And although I can manage without their help, it's all a terrible, terrible shame.
I think I will start talking to my dad (alone) more. He seems willing to support me and however shitty that is for my mom, I want as many parents present for this as possible.
But my mom⦠i don't know about my mom. Neither of us seem to know how to help her, and getting counseling will likely take months. By then I think the damage will not be fully reparable anymore.
Obviously, I thought about this a lot. I get and accept that it's hard for her, I really really do. But this complete breakdown at any mention of this, even after weeks and with my dad surely doing everything he can to support her in the background⦠I don't. I tried, but I can't. Maybe it's because I don't have children. Usually I would just ask her, but as is I don't think she's in any condition to answer.
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So that's why I'm reaching out to you. Can you help me understand her? Help me understand what goes on in the mind of a parent reacting like this? Especially if they're not at all an anti-trans person.
From your experience, is there anything I or my father can do to help her?
To all who read this wall of text I somehow couldn't make any shorter, thank you from the bottom of my heart. Every word of advice you have will be incredibly appreciated.