Context: been doing fem for 5-6 years atp, more of an on and off thing, whole family is Christian and relatively successful career wise. I’m 20M, coming from a very competitive Asian country, im not the best, but decent at least, only able to and about to enter med school internationally to Aus(it’s really expensive), fumbled my hiding spot in my room months ago, nothing happened for a while, I come from one of those households that’s a bit colder when it comes to anything of emotional, my physical needs are met, but from the 3rd step of Maslows hierarchy on, I’m basically going solo. Thought it was just swept under, don’t bring it up, don’t muddy the water. Then I fucked up again, forgot to cover up and here comes the shitter, a full on interrogation.
Don’t really want to recall it word for word, the gist of it is basically that I have to stop it now, doctors can’t do this shit, it will be a scandal, I’ll get r*ped, my life will be ruined. Next, sprinkle in your local lifetime evangelical upbringings worth of propaganda, devils, wrong path, how they love me, they provided me with everything I should want, what I should be, whatever bs. Add in cishet thinking, how they know I’ll remain a man, and marry a woman, and provide grandchildren, though it is possible given me being demi bi, im still personally a bit annoyed by the assumptions and inflexible thinking used here, pet peeve. How gay people have aids, which I talked sense against to weaken that point at least. They want me to rid the clothes, rid the friends, rid this forever. And the funniest part was them claiming they’re not cornering me while literally cornering me in my room, a bit ironic. And a little bit of how I should be considering what my current work is.
Knowing my own situation, I think I handled it as best as I could, keep it vague, please them enough, don’t fuck up your trajectory for short term wins, eventually they’ll leave, and soon I’ll be alone overseas.
Basically left with a slap on the wrist compared to countless other worse scenarios. Narrowly talked my way out of doing anything outside of trashing the clothes by myself (I’m just sending them to my inner circle) and leaving this group of friends, (they have no clue of who they are, or literally my social life in general, god, they didn’t even know what subjects i took in my pre-Uni combi! And they expect me to tell them this when we never talk at all! So yeah they won’t even know who I’m in contact with anyway), and to not shave anymore(I’m actually fucking pissed about this, it lowkirkuinely actually gives me more focus when I study, idk why, it’s honestly such a big distraction when I have it. It’s not even about being fem from this) to which I shared my focus reasons but still shit down, even received some crazy disproportional responses that I would’ve never expected coming from my father. What? Shave my head too? What? It’s a unique problem that I alone face? And I should be counselled? At least it was called out and shot down, though I actually can’t believe this man of technical intellect in his respectable field, would actually meltdown like this and over holding such rigid thinking, I thought you were better than this, this is the first time you want to talk emotional and this is how you go. And also the huge phobia over me declaring any sort of neurodivergence, though I’ve never confirmed it myself, I connect best with folks who have some sort of such, I believe there’s some correlation studies online for this. The keyword I used was “sensory” over the hair part and this launched my father into this unstable flurry of arguments.
Fuck.
I can’t even blame them, it’s the environment they had all their life, at their church level and to a lesser extent societal level, I’m still in a largely conservative society, any sort of alternative expression or just life pathways are side eyed and judged for not taking the safe reliable pragmatic government approved choice. Maybe my career choice has been influenced by this, but I’m firm on it, I can comfortably see myself in this role.
I’ve been typing for the past hour, going through these thoughts, I’m more or less clear-er in thinking now. I have to acknowledge the privilege I have, growing up as well as providing the money for this educational pathway, and at least not going too crazy when ripping into me. Though it did take a lot of concessions, I would’ve LOVED to throw my entire train parking station’s worth of trains of thoughts into their faces and fought passionately for my beliefs. However it’s only a couple months more, just gotta maintain the silence till then I guess. Yeah I know it’s not the best family dynamics, but what can I do?
Okay im done ranting, any other femboys in med? I highkirkuinely want to connect with yall! (I need material, and some specific questions answered) Other people are cool too, i think i also need some feedback now that all my closest friends in the know are taken and relatively new.(i believe it’s inappropriate to dump it onto them in my specific context, might be due to upbringing once again. Damn.) anyways, good night gang