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I'm drafting a video about my poisoned coming out experience and what gender even is and gotta say, it's fucking hard.
thanks mom! you really messed my brain up in ways you and your bible thumping, fascist husband could never have intended. enjoy the rest of your lives without me since no amount of me trying to explain what you did can ever convince you that you were in the wrong.
also, when I say "husband" I am not referring to my dad. my dad is a different breed of awful but a more tolerable brand of awful. he doesn't support my transness and refuses to gender me properly or even call me Violet but he at least doesn't try to stop me from doing so
while my fucking mom has apparently been trying to get my Dad to stop me from wearing nailpolish or doing any other traditionally femme thing FOR YEARS behind my back. my dad also doesn't treat my identity as something I need to get his approval on.
also he didn't coerce me into going to therapy in order to try to get the therapist to tell me I was crazy and needed to listen to him, she did those things.
I've mentioned this before but, she was also trying to get me to stop doing completely harmless hobbies because she personally didn't like them under the guise of them being "addictions". I don't even need to explain how that's abusive.
