I am a 17yo transgender man. I have never got on with my parents, particularly my father. We fight, and they are helecopter parents. They have become very unpredictable the last few years and honestly I just try to avoid them and telling them things about me at all costs because I don't want them in my life. A few months ago while I was in school, I had a seizure that, including the ambulance ride to the hospital, lasted 4 hours. I was semi conscious at the time and was able to communicate that I didn't want them to contact my parents.
Obviously because it was a school they had to ignore me and contact my parents, ignoring my wishes to contact my mum and calling my dad instead. I then spent 8 hours in the emergency room waiting to be seen and neither of my parents turned up. They sat on their asses at home until it was time to pick me up. My boyfriends mum had to pay for my dinner (we all know hospital food isn't cheap) and they didn't even ask if I had eaten or who had paid. Finally, it was time to go home, and they were reluctant to drop my boyfriend off home even though he had just spent 8 hours in a&e for me. I get home and I am woken up at 7 am the next day because they need me to come with them to pull a boat out of the water (we are a sailing family and this is hard physical work) I had been unable to eat anything because my stomach hurt from spazaming for 4 hours but I cannot say no, it is not an option. A week later, I have a doctors appointment and I am dignosed with non-epileptic attack disorder (NEADS) which basically means when my brain feels overwhelmed due to stress or trauma triggers, it sees the only way out is to have a Seizure. I haven't told them what it was, they haven't asked and even if they did I wouldn't tell them. They tried to scare me about it while I waited for the diagnosis saying I'd never be able to drive and shit like that. The reality is I can't drive for 3 months after a seizure. I feel bad for not telling them simply because it would be safer if they knew cos they would know what to do if it happened, but at the same time the less they know about me, the better.