How do I accept my whole life being thrown over by the fact I'm trans?
A bunch of loose thoughts coming up, please expect no real text structure.
I've known for close to a year now (August 2025) that I'm not a cis man. Since October 2025 I've known that I'm transfeminine. No one in my real social environment knows, only people online. While I haven't fully convinced myself emotionally yet that I'm trans, I rationally know. Since October I've had the worst depressed episodes ever, only getting worse every day.
I'm autistic. I've managed to get along with it quite well, and only the people who know me rather well even realize - but change is a huge struggle for me. The whole process of transitioning (which I definitely want) both socially and medically is such a huge burden, and I'm incredibly scared of that.
My mom (who I'm living with) would support anything that makes me happy, even though she wouldn't understand it at first. I will have to explain it to her - which is totally possible, she's not stubborn - but too emotionally difficult for me. My dad lives in a really weird echo chamber that seems to polarize to the opposite side every few months, but I don't care as much about him anyways. My mom's boyfriend wouldn't get it at all. That's incredibly sad, because I really like him, but maybe he could get it after a few months. As for the rest of my family, it'd be fine.
Especially here in Germany, being trans as a child is hell. Nothing is designed for trans children. You can't even get a proper diagnosis without jumping through a bunch of hoops - and DIY is a huge legal gray area - which I also probably can't afford, and could additionally get me in huge trouble with insurance, as we're not insured privately.
But besides from that - the social process feels like to great of an emotional burden. I'd start bursting out in tears the moment anyone asks me anything even barely related to me being trans.
Whenever there is a talk about trans people in the area (because that stuff is huge gossip, the con of living rather remotely - also something I'm scared about) it's like an atmosphere of weird silence where everyone accepts the fact said person is trans, but feels weirdly about it. I assume they're just uneducated on that topic though - but a talk I'd have to have with them...
I've had real thoughts about just never coming out. Staying miserable. Because I feel like the huge change will kill me.
I sometimes pray that someone would just find my Reddit account, but not confront me about it. Just... know it. And educate themselves on it. So that when I feel ready there's no more talks to be held. And I can just live. Sadly a utopian scenario, but hey.
My friends would also support me - but I'd have to have that talk.
I feel like such an asshole, with the privilege of probably being accepted - yet still complaining about it.
How can I cope with that? Any way to manage the change? Really, anything that could get me out of this rabbit hole of desperation?