Something strange, rather humbling, yet wonderful has happened of late: I have discovered that someone in my family has known about my sissiness and is in fact altogether on my side. The sad, ironic part of this is that I thought for a long time that the opposite was true, and that they were silent about it out of disapproval rather than tact. I hope I shall learn from this never to automatically assume the worst of people again. :(

I doubt this will make any great lifestyle changes now, though, as my intention is still to move out quite soon and get married, but that false sense I had of being a pariah in my family home has been lifted from me, and that is well worth the price of discovering myself in the wrong.