So, I'm trans, if that wasn't obvious.

My mom and I have a complicated relationship, and she isn't exactly the greatest mom in the world, but she had always been supportive of me being trans. Until last month.

Seemingly out of nowhere, she started questioning how I "knew" I was trans and if there could be some "underlying cause" that was just making me think I was. I kept telling her that uh, no, I'm actually trans, and that isn't how it works. She didn't believe me, and started insisting I see a different therapist to get a "second opinion" on my own gender identity. She also tried to keep me from seeing my current therapist, who specializes in working with LGBT people and who I've seen for 3+ years, because she wasn't asking these questions and was just "encouraging it". At one point she even considered talking to my doctor to try and take me off my hormone replacements, which I've been taking for over two years.

I was a complete wreck. I had never felt so betrayed in my life. Dramatic as it sounds, it felt like I didn't even know my mom anymore. Every time I tried to talk to her about this it ended with me leaving the room in tears. This wouldn't have been such a big deal if I was independent, but because of debilitating anxiety issues I have to rely on my mom for a lot, and she was basically trying to cut me off from the things that had been helping me the most for years. I was terrified.

This goes on for a few weeks, and then as soon as it started, it stopped. I was relieved but extremely confused, because at first my mom refused to tell me anything. After I kept pushing for answers she finally told me that a friend of hers had been influencing her and putting harmful transphobic ideas in her head, and my mom believed them. She finally snapped out of it because she saw how it was affecting me and didn't want our relationship to be ruined because of something like this.

And, well, I'm having trouble forgiving her. I was really hurt by all of this and I felt like a huge amount of trust had been broken. I'm constantly questioning how much she actually accepts me and I'm afraid to be as open with her as I used to. Plus, she trusted the words of somebody who doesn't even support trans people over mine. She understands why I'm not over it, but she's also kind of pushing me to "move on, it's over". Should I just forgive and forget? I want to believe nothing like this would happen again, but I was led to believe that nothing like this would have happened in the first place, so I don't know.

I suppose on the bright side, my mom's looking into family therapists for the two of us to talk to, so hopefully that'll do some good.