giwtwm
I wish I had this kind of support growing up. I’m in my 30s and still reeling from all the psychological damage done to me in my youth.
I got this kind of support from my parents nearly 20 years ago. It was absolutely lucky and I got access and care in ways others didn’t. It made me feel guilty the older I got and the more trans friends I made, who didn’t have anything close to what I had. I feel very sad about it. My life wasn’t perfect, I still have problems, but probably way fewer than the alternative.
In my day to day life I try to make up for it by helping other trans people. I become the support that I always had. It’s not as easy as it looks. Hope you’re doing well and I wish for you and others reading this to find support where you can get it. I know I’m trying to pay it forward. And so will others. Look for the helpers.
Proof positive people can change for the people they love
Rare parental W
I am going to err on the side of positivity and say that it isn’t so rare. At least, not anymore and when it comes to LGBTQ+. All parents fuck up because nobody knows what the fuck they are doing, but the key is to mot let your hang-ups injure your child. I think a lot of parents have been taking on that challenge for some time now.
I haven’t heard of experiences this positive before. But I think generally most parents will try to be helpful or just be confused.
My dad told me he’d love me always before I came out and hasn’t spoken to me since, I wish for others to have a better experience than me cause this shit’s brutal
It is definitely a lot easier than it used to be, and the horror stories tend to be the attention grabbing ones, so are more often seen. I think we’ll see a lot more acceptance for the new generation of teens and young adults discovering themselves now it’s genx/millennials raising kids rather than boomers/genx.
giwtwm so fucking much T.T my mid-late teens might have actually been good then…
Saw that this wasn’t wholesomegreentext and was so nervous that the dad’s friends were going to be weirdos or something awful. What a pleasant surprise.
4chan teaching 4chan how to be human is nice.
Everyone generalizes 4chan when in reality they’re usually talking about the people that browse /b/.
4chan can be a wholesome place in the right boards.
happens more than you might think. 4chan is a weird unique place. it’s mostly unmoderated, which makes it the default locale for a lot of unsavory people tossed out of all the nice clubs. but it’s not ONLY the unsavory people (the worst of which tend to keep to themselves anyway)
mostly, the result of the low level of moderation and lack of personal control over what you see (no “feeds” or anything, it’s just a plain forum) is that you see a lot of people “raw”.
they have no account attached to their posts, certainly no real identity. can this make shitty people feel emboldened to say shitty things? yes. can it lead to surprisingly meaningful moments of actual vulnerability between people who have no reason to hide? yes that too.
most of the non-extremist users of the site are, I think, people who prefer and engage with the latter, while just scrolling past the cringe edgy teenagers and dollar tree nazis thinking they have a secret club.
it is hard to find this kind of honesty and depth on other social media sites. reddit was a bit closer than the rest for a while when they had a very liberal registration policy (email didn’t even need to be verified so throwaway accounts were common and accessible) but I think they’ve cracked down on that a bit in the name of ad profile profitability. even having an account that can “be found” by people you know or future friends you meet on the site can keep you from being willing to be totally open. on low-moderation anonymous forums like 4chan, there’s no reason to worry about your “persona” or reputation. in fact, users who seek either tend to be universally ridiculed for it and told to return to other vapid sites.
it also has a reputation for its users being, um, generally some kind of neurodivergent. I think this is because of the very low quantity of social rules that have any consequence. social rules are exhausting, easier to just stay quiet past a certain point.
This is the type of dad I want to be. No matter what my kids may come out with or hurdles have to jump, I want to be there holding their hand so if they fall, I’m there to pick them back up.
Good man.
I’m actually tearing up, what a wholesome dad
Me after my dumb religious parents refused to accept my new identity, and I cut ties with them: 🥲
My mom is a junkie, having a relationship with her is pointless. You don’t owe your progenitors shit.
Worth noting, they could also be kind, loving people who provided for you all of your childhood. You still don’t owe them shit. They accepted a responsibility, not you.
Any parent who says you owe them love and respect simply because they birthed you is likely someone you should cut ties with. Don’t ask me how I know.
I love my chosen family far more than most of my genetic relatives.
Put a tear in my eye
I want this greentext to be true. It is true. I can believe this is true.
Of course the dad caved first, she’s Daddy’s little girl!
😭
