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Sharing some of your deepest secrets with someone you consider close to is often seen as a difficult accomplishment, whether it be about your greatest fears, talking about something that's made you feel guilty, or even coming out to identify who you want to be. This moment on a Sunday morning was no differernt in Terry's mind as he stood there with his parents and big sister. They were curious about what he wanted to tell them after breakfast, although they had a couple of ideas.

Terry began with a deep, breath. "So... you know how I've been spending a lot of time with my sister the last few months and lock my bedroom door somewhat frequently every week?"

His father nodded slightly, growing a bit suspicious. True, he often wondered why Terry would keep hiding in his room despite his positive change in attitude. Maybe he was hiding something, but he'd never ask Terry about it, and now it seemed he didn't have to.

Terry continued, "S-see, there's a big reason for those things... The truth is..." He took another breath, this one a bit shaky. "...I'm...k-kinda identifying myself as a... f-femboy...."

Both of his parents immediately raised their eyebrows. Out of both of their ideas of what he was hiding, they never expected to hear this from one of their children, especially not Terry.

"Now, before you say anything, let me explain! See... ever since I started high school, I felt... different from the other guys. I wasn't into the same stuff they were, even throughout the next couple of years. Even when I was in basketball, I felt a bit... excluded when we weren't practicing or playing a game, just casually talking. And there was even that time when you caught me watching My Little Pony on the TV, and you questioned me on why I was watching it. I told you I liked it. I-in fact... there were other things that seemed girly that liked as well. Eventually, I even 'b-borrowed' clothes from my sister without her knowing and... t-tried them on...."

This gave his father a look of great concern.

Terry took in a shakier breath. "And I hated myself for it at first..." He looked over to his sister, who looked back at him. "B-but... Mariah came to me... and told me to try and make it all work out. She helped me get my own clothes, stay fit, feel more confident, everything...! She even kept this secret from you two for me... until I felt ready." He stopped to wipe his eyes before finishing what he needed to say. "It's sounds insane, I know. You may accept it or think I need help..., but this... this is who I see myself as now. This is who I want to be so I can be happy again! I just didn't want to hide this from you anymore, so... now you know what's going on..."

He slowly took a seat after finishing, his head feeling a bit light.

His parents looked at each other for a moment, unsure of what even to say. He seemed to have made it clear that he was committed to this change, but what could they say when they barely knew of anyone who saw themselves as feminine rather then masculine or vice versa?

“So, wait a minute,” his father began, “when you say you’re a ‘femboy,’ does that mean you have to wear dresses and all that lady clothing?”

Terry shook his head. “Not… always, I’m sure. I still wear plain ol’ t-shirts and shorts. I don’t completely feel like a girl, so I’m not gonna dress like a Mary Sue.”

His father still seemed skeptical. “What about… dating guys? Are you gonna start doing that?”

“Dad, being a femboy doesn’t automatically make him gay!” Mariah exclaimed.

“I’m sorry. I’m just… confused right now and… unsure about this.”

“Are you certain this is what you want to do, Terry?” his mother asked.

Terry was a bit hesitant but nodded. “Positive…”

“Even if it means the possibility of being shunned and attacked later on?” his dad added before receiving a hidden hit to his side from his mother.

Terry’s ears drooped a bit at the thought of those words before remembering the words Mariah kept telling him. “It… it’s my choice, Dad, not anyone else’s. Even if someone close shuns me for this, I want to at least try.”

Terry's father sat back down in this chair, still wrapping his head around the whole thought of his own son becoming something he never expected him to be. He took a few breaths so he wouldn't be overwhelmed by the many thoughts flushing into his head. A few thoughts suggested that he had lost the son he wants knew, while other thoughts told him that this could just be a phase. It all eventually became so much for him that he stood up from this chair and, without saying a word, walked all the way out onto the porch to think things over.

His mother, however, had come to one conclusion at this point: Terry deserves to be happy being himself, and if he says this new identification would help make him happy again, then she wouldn’t stop him from trying to make this work out. She also knew, however, that it would be more difficult for her husband to accept this, so after he walked out, she gently took Terry’s hand and looked him in the eyes, telling him, “This news may be too much for your father right now, since he's still new to this kind of thing, but give him some time, and with hope he might come to accept this. You must remember, however, that whatever you decide to do with your life, we will still love you even if we don’t agree.”

Terry smiled a little bit, hearing those words from her. The smile faded, however, when he looked toward the door to the back porch, imagining his father pacing from side to side as he would when something troubles his mind.

Sweet Celestia, that story took so long to motivate me to write!! xC

But thankfully, part 4 of Terry's story is out!

I know it's usually difficult for someone in the femboy or LGBT+ communities to come out to their family and friends about their new identities, so I wanted to make this part as realistic as possible. So how did I do??

Also, I'd like to say to those who struggle to come out to their family that while it's not always easy and not every parent will approve of this, there is still a fair chance that they will still love you.
And to those who say otherwise, there may still be someone out there who would still see you as family for friend (and would even accept you), so don't give up hope.

Part 5 coming soon

I love you all

Terry and art (c) 2018 RedHoofsketch

Description
Sharing some of your deepest secrets with someone you consider close to is often seen as a difficult accomplishment, whether it be about your greatest fears, talking about something that's made you feel guilty, or even coming out to identify who you want to be. This moment on a Sunday morning was no differernt in Terry's mind as he stood there with his parents and big sister. They were curious about what he wanted to tell them after breakfast, although they had a couple of ideas.

Terry began with a deep, breath. "So... you know how I've been spending a lot of time with my sister the last few months and lock my bedroom door somewhat frequently every week?"

His father nodded slightly, growing a bit suspicious. True, he often wondered why Terry would keep hiding in his room despite his positive change in attitude. Maybe he was hiding something, but he'd never ask Terry about it, and now it seemed he didn't have to.

Terry continued, "S-see, there's a big reason for those things... The truth is..." He took another breath, this one a bit shaky. "...I'm...k-kinda identifying myself as a... f-femboy...."

Both of his parents immediately raised their eyebrows. Out of both of their ideas of what he was hiding, they never expected to hear this from one of their children, especially not Terry.

"Now, before you say anything, let me explain! See... ever since I started high school, I felt... different from the other guys. I wasn't into the same stuff they were, even throughout the next couple of years. Even when I was in basketball, I felt a bit... excluded when we weren't practicing or playing a game, just casually talking. And there was even that time when you caught me watching My Little Pony on the TV, and you questioned me on why I was watching it. I told you I liked it. I-in fact... there were other things that seemed girly that liked as well. Eventually, I even 'b-borrowed' clothes from my sister without her knowing and... t-tried them on...."

This gave his father a look of great concern.

Terry took in a shakier breath. "And I hated myself for it at first..." He looked over to his sister, who looked back at him. "B-but... Mariah came to me... and told me to try and make it all work out. She helped me get my own clothes, stay fit, feel more confident, everything...! She even kept this secret from you two for me... until I felt ready." He stopped to wipe his eyes before finishing what he needed to say. "It's sounds insane, I know. You may accept it or think I need help..., but this... this is who I see myself as now. This is who I want to be so I can be happy again! I just didn't want to hide this from you anymore, so... now you know what's going on..."

He slowly took a seat after finishing, his head feeling a bit light.

His parents looked at each other for a moment, unsure of what even to say. He seemed to have made it clear that he was committed to this change, but what could they say when they barely knew of anyone who saw themselves as feminine rather then masculine or vice versa?

“So, wait a minute,” his father began, “when you say you’re a ‘femboy,’ does that mean you have to wear dresses and all that lady clothing?”

Terry shook his head. “Not… always, I’m sure. I still wear plain ol’ t-shirts and shorts. I don’t completely feel like a girl, so I’m not gonna dress like a Mary Sue.”

His father still seemed skeptical. “What about… dating guys? Are you gonna start doing that?”

“Dad, being a femboy doesn’t automatically make him gay!” Mariah exclaimed.

“I’m sorry. I’m just… confused right now and… unsure about this.”

“Are you certain this is what you want to do, Terry?” his mother asked.

Terry was a bit hesitant but nodded. “Positive…”

“Even if it means the possibility of being shunned and attacked later on?” his dad added before receiving a hidden hit to his side from his mother.

Terry’s ears drooped a bit at the thought of those words before remembering the words Mariah kept telling him. “It… it’s my choice, Dad, not anyone else’s. Even if someone close shuns me for this, I want to at least try.”

Terry's father sat back down in this chair, still wrapping his head around the whole thought of his own son becoming something he never expected him to be. He took a few breaths so he wouldn't be overwhelmed by the many thoughts flushing into his head. A few thoughts suggested that he had lost the son he wants knew, while other thoughts told him that this could just be a phase. It all eventually became so much for him that he stood up from this chair and, without saying a word, walked all the way out onto the porch to think things over.

His mother, however, had come to one conclusion at this point: Terry deserves to be happy being himself, and if he says this new identification would help make him happy again, then she wouldn’t stop him from trying to make this work out. She also knew, however, that it would be more difficult for her husband to accept this, so after he walked out, she gently took Terry’s hand and looked him in the eyes, telling him, “This news may be too much for your father right now, since he's still new to this kind of thing, but give him some time, and with hope he might come to accept this. You must remember, however, that whatever you decide to do with your life, we will still love you even if we don’t agree.”

Terry smiled a little bit, hearing those words from her. The smile faded, however, when he looked toward the door to the back porch, imagining his father pacing from side to side as he would when something troubles his mind.

Sweet Celestia, that story took so long to motivate me to write!! xC

But thankfully, part 4 of Terry's story is out!

I know it's usually difficult for someone in the femboy or LGBT+ communities to come out to their family and friends about their new identities, so I wanted to make this part as realistic as possible. So how did I do??

Also, I'd like to say to those who struggle to come out to their family that while it's not always easy and not every parent will approve of this, there is still a fair chance that they will still love you.
And to those who say otherwise, there may still be someone out there who would still see you as family for friend (and would even accept you), so don't give up hope.

Part 5 coming soon

I love you all

Terry and art (c) 2018 RedHoofsketch