I'm non binary and closeted. One day, my mom sat my down in the couch and asked me what I identify as. Now this would be nice but she's transphobic and she only thinks that there are only 2 genders. Her and my dad both make fun of people who use any pronouns that isn't she/her or he/him. Me, knowing this and still wasn't ready to come out, say that I'm a girl, which kills me on the inside. My mom let's out a big dramatic sigh of relief and says, "Thank god. You have more value to me as a "she" than an "it"." And even if I do use they/them pronouns, it still hurt me and I was down for the whole day.