Well So Much for That

[nacirema7.livejournal.com]

 While not a complete 180, my mother has managed to make about a 140-degree turn in one week from her position on my identity.

I told my Mom last week that I was a woman when we went out to our weekly-lunch-date (which is really the only time we ever have to talk given our schedules.  She was very calm, collected and supporting, though understandably she had questions and a little confusion.  Even so, she told me that she still loved me and would always support me, and would try to understand and help me.

Well, about two days ago, that changed.  When we went out again to our weekly-lunch-date again, it came up in conversation, and she told me a lot of hurtful things, such as that she didn't think she would ever understand, even though she has not even tried to do any reading or research on the subject.  She used the word "mutilation" a lot in the conversation, and told me that it didn't matter "what put into my body [referring to HRT] or what I chopped off, I'd still always be a man."

So fuck, so much for getting family support through this whole thing.  Looks like it's time for me to start developing that steel will my friend was telling me about.


Peace