I (21F) have identified as a trans woman ever since I turned 15. Both of my parents were incredibly supportive, since the two of them immigrated from Europe in the 90s, their views are a little more open.
My parents divorced when I was very little. I lived most of my childhood going between their houses, with a schedule almost every week. My mother married again when I was 17, and he has been great. Obviously I preferred to spend time with my dad, but my step-dad was just as nice and supportive.
Well years ago my dad met a woman through his real estate job. Let’s call her Martha. Martha and him began a relationship very soon after.
I introduced myself as soon as I could since I only visit him every Christmas cause college.
I rooted for my dad and her all the way. They got married in September last year.
She has one other son, my new older step-brother, who I was so happy to meet/have since I never had siblings growing up.
It all came crashing down when just a month ago, I made a passing comment on a facetime call to my dad about my estrogen. Martha looked shocked. She asked if I had problems with my hormones and if I needed any help.
I was so confused. I shook my head, almost laughing out of nervousness. My dad told her I was trans AT THAT MOMENT. I couldn’t even process that he never even bothered to tell her when she stood up and my dad hang up on me.
I knew she was a religious woman from the few conversations I’ve had with her when I came to visit, but turns out she’s *deeply* religious. I haven’t heard from her since. My stepbrother texted me some weeks after saying he didn’t care if I was trans, since he’s also an only child, he would protect his only sister. He ended up telling me that Martha had prohibited him from talking to me and in a way also told my dad to stop “supporting my sin”.
I told my mom what was happening and I almost saw fire in her eyes. She gave my dad an ultimatum to put some respect between me and Martha in a call. In that same call, I told him that if things weren’t changing that he needed to choose between me or her.
It’s breaking my heart because I never wanted it to come to this. I love both my dad and my stepbrother, and at one point, my stepmom too.
UPDATE: After *that* call, my dad has been calling me nonstop. I’ve been crying non stop. My stepbrother told me Martha wants to speak with me tomorrow.
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