On April 24th, I tried to kill myself. On April 26th, I came out to my mom. For 2 weeks, I was in a mental hospital. And in those 2 weeks, my mom outed me to EVERYBODY. Even my fucking dad that I haven't talked to in a year. I'm not sure if I should be happy I didn't have to come out to everybody, or annoyed that my mother outed me to every single person I know, even my siblings. Now I need to pick a name. My sister says Luther, so I will consider that. At least everybody that matters to me supports me.
I had a similar expirience. I came out to my family, and my dad (who I was very close to) was incredibly... he surprised me with how transphobic he was. A few weeks later, I went to the hospital for almost- yeah. Ironically, it made my family realize how serious I was. On the other hand, I don't really talk to my dad right now, he wants to pretend nothing's different, but he doesn't believe transgender people really exist. I'm sorry about the outing- glad people are supportive though!
