I told my mother I'm trans.
In one weird conversation:
Me: Mom, remember how I mentioned that I was taking different meds and how much better I felt when I was visiting you in the summer?
Me: and you know I've been taking estrogen which has been helping even more?
Me: Well, there's more.
Mom: You want a sex change operation?
Me: Uh yeah.
She brought it up.
I simply agreed.
True there is much more to it then that.
She acknowledged the picture I sent her for the first time.
Mom:You looked better before.
Me:It's not about how I look. It's about what makes me happy.