I hope my story will bring hope. My oldest DD is recently graduated and soon to start college. We live in a very progressive, large city and her schooling was heavy on the gender unicorn, etc. (though she's old enough to have missed the captured sex ed my younger DD got). DD1 has been TWAW since age 11, crying at times because she feared her dinosaur mom would lose friends and jobs because I'm so "transphobic" (oddly, she wasn't worried her dad would lose out but that's cause she's smart about sexism).
I've been drip feeding her my thoughts for years, but primarily focused on general misogyny. She has countless friends with pronouns requirements, and gender identities. I always showed these kids lots of love, feeding them and trying to make them feel comfortable in our home.
Because she's been exposed to so many young people like this, the "getting to know trans people" plus hearing my feminism plus my progressives politics put her in some deep and painful cognitive dissonance. For years, we agreed to disagree.
About a year ago, a friend who wanted vir/vamp pronouns made her roll her eyes. Progress, I thought.
When she'd tell me about a new friend to meet up with, I'd always ask their sex. This used to annoy her but then one day she didn't get mad and said quietly, "you ask me that to know if it's a man because you'd give me different guidance, right? You just want to protect me from men who could hurt me."
She was starting to connect dots.
A family member her age is a male bodied transwoman (no surgery, just hormones). This person's mental health has always worried us. But this person's misogyny and lack of empathy for women started to piss her off. Yup, I thought. Even our loved ones can't escape it.
Then, this year, her maturing mind met Dylan Mulvaney. She had a massive peaking over the summer and now can't stop talking to friends about it, sadly losing one male friend in the process. I even got a "mom, you were right". I didn't gloat (damn, that was tough).
Once she started opening up to other 17, 18, 19 and 20somethings, a strange thing happened. All her mom's arguments (fine tuned on MN, thank you witches) started peaking other young women and she found a lot of her friends thought the same but were terrified to speak up. She found this latter example was particularly true for her less privileged friends, especially women from very patriarchal cultures, kids of immigrants and Black and Native Americans (we're in the states, so different social issues, but quite relevant when you consider intersectional feminism).
I can't tell you my relief, my pride and my renewed hope that this isn't a lost cause. Don't give up one the young ones. They will get there eventually. We don't appoint teenagers to government posts for a reason! They need time to mature. Once they do, they become ambassadors. Keep the hope!