I came out at 18 years old. I had a guy best friend who I was super close to, and his mom. His mom saw me as, “The kid she had always wanted.” She took me shopping, out to eat, and had me over their house so often I felt at home with them. I saw his mom as a mom to me... Her name was Karen, and her son was Tyler.
I came out to Karen one random day after I asked her if she'd still talk to me if I was different than other kids my age. She said, "Of course I would! Why would you even ask that?" She saw me as sweet and kind, something I didn't see in myself, and something that my own mom didn't see until she did after years of knowing Karen.
I eventually came out to my mom and 2 sisters through Facebook messenger, and my mom was pretty upset I didn't go to her first. She didn't know that I didn't trust her to support me as me, so I assumed she'd leave. My sisters supported me and that was all I wanted…. was people who cared.
One day my sister and I were walking through the mall. I didn't have a binder yet and felt horrible in public, and I really had to pee! I told my sister this. She was 8 months pregnant and was struggling to walk. I wanted to find somewhere for her to sit so I could find a bathroom. She shocked me with what she said, though. She said "No, let's walk to the back of the mall. I know of a public family bathroom you can use because I know how much having to choose between the men's and women's room is hard for you.”
I thank my sister to this day, almost 3 years later. Even as pregnant and big as she was, she did that for me. I couldn't help but cry a bit as I went into the bathroom that day. My sister’s been a heaven sent from day 1, even if she doesn’t fully understand what I'm going through and what I feel. She now corrects family, and even strangers, who misgender me when I can't even do it yet. My sister’s probably my favorite person in the world, and especially through this… especially only being 18, 15 when I started transitioning. She’s been my rock through this all.
So thank you Adrianna.