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[kali-lindar.livejournal.com]

I been having some serious confusion over my mother lately. One minute she's forcing me to shave and wear "gender appropriate clothes" when we go meet the PPRC of our new church, the next she's getting articles on breast liposuction for me - one minute she's bombarding me with books like "Girl Wise" and "the Ultimate Girl's Guide to friends", the next she's taking me to get a haircut and informing the barber that yes, I do actually /want/ to look like a boy.

I'm exhausted. So tonight we're going to the movies (Ms. Congeniality 2) and then we'll go for ice cream (my treat) and I'll tell her everything. Well, just about everything. And we'll see how that goes.

My counsillor offered to talk to my parents for me, but I think I at least need to talk to my mom first. Rhonda can handle my dad.

Wish me luck! *fingers crossed*