i could have had a supportive mother but i ruined it cause i am a coward
i had a breakdown to my mom when i was fifteen and she was shocked but accepted me. she wanted to get me on hrt but i didnt want to tell my dad. she probably would have helped me diy but i was too scared to ask her. she offered me clothes and makeup but i was too scared to wear any of it. i eventually stopped talking to her about it. when i was seventeen, and got on diy, she asked if i was finally going to do something about this and “be geniune to myself” and i told her never to bring it up again. she asked what the point of me being on hrt was if i didnt think i could ever be a woman. i didnt have a answer. i two years later still dont.