I'm "respected" when I'm really not.

Fuck my mom basically. She calls me "kid" and "child" but never wants to just call me her daughter. that's not being respectful, that's you being a fucking asshole while you lie through your teeth and telling me you understand. You put me in therapy with the purpose of hoping I'd come out thinking being a transgender is a "phase". well its not. The least you could do is tell me to my face that you don't understand and just maybe i could educate you, or maybe educating you on something you won't bear to hear is out of the question. Everything I tell you just goes in one ear and out the other. Auntie preaches I'm "accepted" then how about you show it for once in a while? its not too much to ask, or don't, it really doesn't matter to me, I'm transitioning no matter what, and no matter what I have to do, and I know my dad will stick beside me every step of the way regardless, and he is the best and most supportive father I could ever ask for.