Recently, a turn of events has conquered my conscious. My transgender boyfriend came out to his parents as trans, and their reaction has been very volatile. They want him to break up with me, because they think he's changing himself to suit me. Yes, I'm a homosexual, and yes, I fell in love with a biological female. But I have done nothing but encourage him to be happy, and to love and support him through any and all changes necessary for him to procure happiness. They're taking him to therapy, and they're trying to divide him from me. But all they're managing to do is divide themselves from their child, for they're trying to remove me from their son's life; he doesn't want me gone. I've been there for him these many months. It's been my shoulder his head has cried on. It's been me that he seeks out when he's in despair, needing empathy. You are breaking him. He is hurting. The number of transgender youth that commit suicide each year is so high. Do you want him to be a statistic?
I have lost my respect for his parents. They want him to be a girl, but alas, he is not.
I'm weeping.
