Yesterday I came out to my mom about being trans. This is what happened: we sat at the kitchen table and had just had our dinner. I told her that there's something I needed to tell her. She looked nervous. I said "I'm trans. I'm not a boy and not a girl, but half girl", I explained, and she said "okay". Then she asked me for how long I had known and I said "a while". She said that it doesn't matter what gender/not gender I am, I'm still me. That made me happy to hear. She thinks this is a "thing" (in the past I've been very interested in specific things for periods of times and she thinks coming out as trans is one of them), but she also said that even if it's a "thing" it doesn't change the importance or reality of it. I think it went quite well. I'm relieved that it's out now.
