My closest biological family is mostly in the tolerant to supportive range of things. Nobody’s perfect, obviously. Extended family is a mixed bag.
I’m actually not even sure what supportive means or looks like in this context. There are definitely close family members who don’t make me or my sexuality feel like I’m any different and who I can unmask around. Most people are probably more in the “tolerant” range, where as long as I mask up, don’t talk about it, and there’s no controversy, they’re okay with it on the surface. Still better than my pre coming out days when I had to hide everything, mask around everyone, and completely avoid certain situations entirely.
All in all, things aren’t bad. The worst I typically have to endure is having my partner called my “mate” instead of the terms they use for unmarried heterosexual partners, being told that Christians are the most persecuted group in the USA because of course gay, trans, and racial minorities have it so much better than them, and frequently having to “agree to disagree” on just about every topic related to trans people for simply existing. Fortunately, no physical violence or threats come my way, I don’t really use the social media platforms they do so I don’t get to see the worst of their thoughts, and they’re free to talk about me behind my back just the same as I am free to forget they exist except for a couple hours every other year around the holidays.
My closest biological family is mostly in the tolerant to supportive range of things. Nobody’s perfect, obviously. Extended family is a mixed bag.
I’m actually not even sure what supportive means or looks like in this context. There are definitely close family members who don’t make me or my sexuality feel like I’m any different and who I can unmask around. Most people are probably more in the “tolerant” range, where as long as I mask up, don’t talk about it, and there’s no controversy, they’re okay with it on the surface. Still better than my pre coming out days when I had to hide everything, mask around everyone, and completely avoid certain situations entirely.
All in all, things aren’t bad. The worst I typically have to endure is having my partner called my “mate” instead of the terms they use for unmarried heterosexual partners, being told that Christians are the most persecuted group in the USA because of course gay, trans, and racial minorities have it so much better than them, and frequently having to “agree to disagree” on just about every topic related to trans people for simply existing. Fortunately, no physical violence or threats come my way, I don’t really use the social media platforms they do so I don’t get to see the worst of their thoughts, and they’re free to talk about me behind my back just the same as I am free to forget they exist except for a couple hours every other year around the holidays.