Lying to Ourselves

Okay. This one is pretty raw. Another blog post from summer of 2019. I wrote this shortly after one of the two main, really ugly and frightening blow-ups that mark my disintegration brought on by discovering my daughter’s trans-ID and the subsequent impotence I experienced as a mother. There were many less explosive, yet intense conversations that went poorly, but they were easier to recover from. The second blow-up was only about a year ago and I managed to terrify both my kids that time. I like to think that nothing could set me off like that today.