Ah yes the required holiday phone call with my mother went MARVELLOUSLY
- She has lesbian friends now. She knows all about ALL the lgbt stuff now
- I had to admit I’m a woman and while the dreaded so it WAS a phase was avoided, my mother’s relief was p gross
- I tried to explain to her that all the rest of the things I’ve discovered about myself hold except the label and pronoun switch and so she still needs to challenge her expectations for me but she wasn’t really listening
- She says she “understands the butch thing” but ??? prior to my gender questioning she kept asking if I wanted to be a man. and also why I cut my hair. so I really doubt she does.
- My mom believes there’s no lgbt presence in my home town/where she still lives, even though she’s encountered SO MANY (her new friends, for example). Because gays only exist in big cities
- She’s worried about me being ~accepted~ when i come home, i probs can’t tell her i’m more worried about her than any other people (I doubt other people will even comment? Everyone on fb from back home has reacted positively, and like, I get shit from strangers here sometimes, it’s not gonna be any worse back home.
- Also. I don’t know when I’m going back, it’s probably nowhere in the near future so there’s really no reason to worry about it
- Although now I’m worried about it because she’s only seen pictures and the difference goes deeper than what those show so I suspect my first visit home is actually going to upset her a lot because she’ll realize we mean very different things when we say the word woman
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