Fuck Yeah FTMs!: Just curious if any of y’all have dealt with your parents or family...
Just curious if any of y’all have dealt with your parents or family using your old name and old pronoun as a punishment? Like, my dad does it, a lot when he’s angry at me. And I just don’t know how to deal with it. And he gets mad at me, a lot. We don’e get along, at all. I just recently came home…
I don’t have this exact problem, but - my mom insists on using my old name and pronouns constantly (I tried to talk to her about it in counseling but she ended up screaming that she’d sooner call me an “it” and that I’m a freak so I’ll never be her son) and calls me her “girl” in a very patronizing fashion, except when she is criticizing me or wants me to do something. Then she’ll say in this mocking voice that I should man up or I don’t have the balls and she doesn’t understand why this isn’t okay. /parent problems
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