After this year, I’m never doing Thanksgiving/Christmas with my family.

Why?

Because I can’t actually be myself around them.

My parents refuse to even acknowledge the trans stuff around my grandparents.

The idea of them “losing their grandson” would be too much for my grandparents to handle. My mom doesn’t want them to know about it as long as their alive.

How fucking selfish is that, forcing another person to be something they aren’t to “benefit” others?

God I hate my family. Next Thanksgiving I’ll be living on my own, as far away from these shitheads as humanly possible.