My Mom know and we went shopping many years ago. She is supportive so it's very nice.
My Mom know and we went shopping many years ago. She is supportive so it's very nice.
Please call me Lisa!
Can't ever happen, for me. My mom might have been okay with this aspect of me, but I will never know. A younger female cousin of mine came out as Lesbian in her late twenties, and moved in with her female Partner.. They lived in another state, so we didn't have much chance to interact with her after that development, and I am not sure how her parents or sister took it. Mom was clearly uneasy about my cousin's relationship, but didn't disown my cousin. My father never spoke about my cousin being lesbian. My father was so homophobic that he could hardly say the word. So while they lived, I severely repressed any inclinations in myself that were other than straight.
After they were both gone, I started exploring my feminine aspect, but I still didn't take it very far until my wife also passed away. Months after losing my wife, I came out to my daughter, who fully accepted me, in any gender presentation or orientation.
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We are estranged
This includes all my own family long story
Kiwi
No, my mother has not met me. I'm pretty sure she would be okay with it. I've thought about telling her, but I'm still learning about myself so I figure it isn't really worth it right now.
I still live with my mom (who turned 50 this year) and her partner until I can get a decent paying job and earn / save enough for me to move into my own place. I really have no idea how she'd react and I don't like to entertain the thought of her not accepting it and being the cause of unwanted drama or arguments when I'm still dependent on her in giving me a bed to sleep in rent free. she never seemed to have a problem with me getting my ears pierced and wearing my hoop earrings most of the time or growing my hair past shoulder length though so that does give me a few inklings of optimism at least. Will just have to wait and see when the right time comes.
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Has my mother met me? That is a good question. Have I ever flat out told her? No. But the question that lingers is. Does she know, and if she did would she care. My wife and her mother swear that she knows. How my wife's family all know is a long story. Not bad, mean or vindictive. Just how life unfolds sometimes. But does my mother know. First off let me say that my mother is probably the smartest person I have ever met. She has never failed to be top of her class at anything she has ever tried. Also. My mother lives right next door to me. We share a backyard and routinely walk into each others house to get what we need. We even lived together after my first wife and I separated and until I got my feet under me again. She has done mixed laundry and folded all of it. That matters only in the sense that my current wife and I are two very different sizes. She being a larger size then me. Ergo. All the smaller clothes that are in there cannot be explained to be for her. They wouldn't fit. Also. Since myself and my wife are dorks and wear the same PJ's from Lane Bryant and they are very girly it would be hard to not notice. So those things along with others, many others, would lead me to believe that Yes my mother knows. But I've never told her.
You laugh at me because I'm different. I laugh at you because your all the same
no ,none of my family except my kids know as I haven't spoken or seen them for nearly a year now,i know they wouldn't agree as they never accepted a friends husband doing it
I don't know for sure if my mother knew or not. She died far too young but, if she had lived longer, she may have ended living with me. I would like to think I would have told her and that she would have accepted me.
Sadly my mother passed away whilst I was in that angry, grumpy denial phase a few years ago... It makes me a little sad when I think how I treated everyone back then, I was such an a$&@hole...
I like to think she would have accepted Donna the way everyone else has... (Although it's a slow process with some). Closest I can get was (finally) introducing Donna to my eldest sister who I managed to alienate during those dark days. She came to our hotel room on the afternoon before the ball... (she's aware the pic is being posted everywhere - permission granted!)
Call me Donna, please
No, no one in my family knows I crossdress besides my brother and he just doesn't care. It's whatever to him. Some of my friends know too though because I played D&D with them dressed and they were pretty accepting.
I'd probably come out to my grandma before anyone else because I think her reaction would be more accepting.
Hi Michelle,
My mother has never met Grace. She is 81 years old.
I get the feeling that my mother suspects something. In July of 2014 I was visiting her, and my sister was there also, and my mother says she has jewelry she wants to get rid of and tells my sister to take what she wants and a minute or so later, she tells me that if there is something I want to go ahead and take it. I looked through the jewelry and found nothing I wanted.
In another incident a few years ago, I was visiting her, and I had some toiletry items out including clear finger nail polish, and she put them in a clear makeup bag. So she knows I was using finger nail polish. She said later I felt you could use this bag.
I think she would be accepting, but am not 100% sure. Last Christmas I was planning on revealing Grace to her, but ended up not doing it. I really felt bad about not doing it.
With each day that passes, the stronger the feeling becomes that I need to reveal Grace to her. My next good opportunity will probably be this Christmas. This is something if I do it, I want to do it in person.
Now if my mother asked me about crossdressing, I would be honest and tell her, but I do not see her bringing up the topic. One idea I have thought of is to ask her if she has ever watched Caitlyn Jenner's reality show, and this way I could get a feeling as to how she would react if I revealed Grace to her. Barring a real negative reaction, I feel I would have the opportunity to reveal myself to her.
Right now I feel a lot of guilt for not coming out to her.
My mother has never met me but as i have said in other post im pretty sure she knew with some of the comments she made when i was younger and trying on her cothes
I have a hubcap diamond star halo
Michelle,
My mom is now 82. About a year ago I quit travelling for work where I would only be home roughly every other weekend. She and I would go out to lunch on the weekends I was home. Shortly after I started working from home, I asked her to read the June 2014 Time article The Transgender Tipping Point. The next weekend Sophie showed up for lunch. The funny thing was she would not let me in until I convinced her that it was me. The only thing I clearly remember from the initial conversation as I walked in was, “are you wearing heels?” I was actually wearing a pair of wedges. I don’t recall exactly what she said, but it was something along the lines, “if it makes you happy, I don’t have a problem with it. So now instead of going out every other weekend for lunch, we go out every Sunday.
One of the first things she wanted to do was go shopping at a Coldcreek Water store that was going out of business. Sweet gesture, but I still have clothes packed away from when I was travelling from my old apartment. Not having to pack while travelling makes the commute a whole lot easier. She is also active in a number of senior centers in the area. The centers have special holiday meals and free tickets to the final dress rehearsal at a local community theater. Sophie always takes her to both. One day I mentioned that I might go shoot some pool after lunch. She said I should go to one of the senior centers that has a pool table. She mentioned that one of the gals there hustles the older gents and that I could get some pointers from her.
I have this cheap watch and a much nicer watch that quit working. I am sure all the cheap one needs is a new battery. I finally got a new battery for the nicer watch. She wanted to buy me a watch for my birthday this week. I think I finally convinced her that Sophie doesn’t need another watch only after showing her my three working watches.
Way off topic, but indirectly related to my mom.
Late last year, my brother called me up to help install an outside handrail at my mom’s place. Sophie doesn’t do manual labor. While installing the handrail, my brother told me a funny story about the color wheel and how he almost flunked an art class. I was laughing so hard. How do you almost flunk an art class? His color combinations were atrocious. It turns out he is color blind which I did not know. When we finished, I told him about Sophie, something he did not know.
I told him we should have lunch to celebrate his birthday. I did not tell him that Sophie was showing up. He showed up late because of traffic. He walked into the restaurant, looked at me, and then he continued into the restaurant looking for his brother. Sophie followed him in, sat at a table, and told him to have a seat on his return trip when he did not see me in the restaurant. We went and shot a couple of games of pool afterwards. I don’t recall exactly what he said when I asked him what he thought, but he something like “he was trying to process it.” His next encounter with Sophie was when we both flew down to San Francisco for our sister’s birthday. I told my sister when I was in San Francisco several years ago, but we never did anything together until this last trip.
About a month ago, I went over to my brother’s house to pick up a circular saw. He and his wife were outside finishing up dinner and drinking some wine. So we got to talking and his wife says that she would like to meet Sophie. So we ended up going out for a nice Sushi lunch the following week. As we were leaving, I asked her, “is there was anything she wanted to ask?” She said “no, she just wanted to meet Sophie.”
So to-date, all my siblings, (two brothers and a sister and her family), mother and step mother know about Sophie. Just my step mother and youngest brother have not met Sophie. It is about time my step mother meets Sophie. We usually go out to a restaurant to celebrate birthdays. Seems like an opportune time to do it. My father died before Sophie showed up.
I'm so pleased for so many of us that have such accepting parents. It makes me feel good inside to know this.
My mother eventually found out during my late teens that I liked to dress. Once she even bought me some make-up.
When she found out, we had a heart-to-heart about it. She blamed herself-though I told her no one was to blame.
I still got the impression that even though she (sort of) accepted it, she still wasn't wholly accepting.
I would only dress when they went on holiday and I would house sit.
She never saw me dressed and to be fair, I'm not sure I could "inflict" my other self on her at the time. My mother died a number of years ago. I never truly thanked her for support at the time (ie: not tellibng my Father) and that still weighs on me.
She would have 88 now.
All the feelsOriginally Posted by lisalove
Samantha -x-
Hmmm... No my mother has not met Judith.
Whether she ever will, and whether I'd want her to, is unlikely. We don't really have the best of relationships. To say that we tolerate each other (and no more) is probably reasonably accurate. She probably suspects something. Ironically, given how much she lamented, while my brother an I were growing up, that girls were so much better than boys, she probably would have preferred that I had been born female. However, the only thing, from her perspective, that would be worse than me crossdressing would be the embarrassment (for her) of any of her "friends" discovering it!
So... I'm not inclined to subject Judith to mother's "tender mercies". Life is too short!
Well Thank You ladies for your kind words.
I am just so sorry it took her dieing to finally accept me being different. It was her way of making peace with the world, and getting ready to meet her maker.
Don't let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game.
My mom knows I crossdress as my sister asked her why I had pantyhose on my bed. When I got home from work she said that I should watch what I leave out. After that it has been more of DADT. I would love to have her meet Amanda at some point.
Amanda
My mother died in 1988, long before DeeAnn appeared. However, on occasion I have wondered what her reaction would be. It would be hard to predict as she was a bundle of contradictions. She was a computer programmer and system manager who never went to college. She did crossword puzzles in ink and rarely, rarely made a mistake. She could drink a lot of guys under the table. She was usually very stylishly dressed, but was never afraid of getting her hands dirty. At one point she worked for a closeted gay man. She was more ticked that he never admitted anything than she was at his being gay. She was an ace COBOL programmer who was often overdrawn.
So, if I had to guess, she would have been PISSED. But, about an hour later, we would have hugged and cried. A half hour after that we would probably be paging through the latest VOGUE and discussing what would look good on both of us.
Anyway, that's what I'd like to think. One thing I do know for sure is that I was closer to her than my father. In terms of personality, I am more like my mother. My father and I are almost complete opposites.
DeeAnn
I sometimes toy with the idea of telling my mum but don't really have a good reason to. Mind you, when I go to visit her I often take some laundry to do and in the summer I hang it on the line. Lots of panties and no guy underwear has not yet caught her attention but it might! I think if she knew, it would not really be a huge surprise.
My mother knows of this side of me, and does not approve. Things are great between us otherwise. Oh well.
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken."
Oscar Wilde
My mother actually helped me dress on two separate occasions, at ages 11 and 12 for Halloween. After the second time, she told me I should stop. Of course I continued to dress "in secret" but as others have said before me, "mothers always know." Had I been in the situation I am now, where my wife is ok with me dressing, I'm sure mom would have been fine with me dressing had I told her before she passed.
Karen
Lisa, that's a truly wonderful story. Thanks for sharing.
My mom doesn't know yet, but it's a matter of time and timing... We live on opposite coasts, so it's not something that has to happen on any specific timeline. I have high hopes however - my mtf sister paved the way for me about a decade ago...! She's been very accepting of my sister, so I think things will go OK.
My Mom doesn't know.
Melissa: "... and why are you dressed as a woman?"
Coach McGuirk: "Because it's freeing."
-Home Movies
(cartoon series)
Shoe size: 9 US women's.
Dress size: M to L; 8-10.
Height: 5' 6".
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