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My God, you remind me of my mother and her reaction when I told her I thought I was a lesbian. She started crying. She asked what she did wrong. I wasn't exactly compassionate about her pain and told her to knock it off ... she did nothing wrong. This is just who I thought I was. Imagine if I had known I was trans way back then (1976 or thereabouts)? She was afraid for me too. I had 2 eggs crack at very different times in my life. I was in my teens the first time. In my 50's the second time.

But guess what, Mrs. Roth? When my parents divorced, she landed in the Bay Area with the coolest fucking friend on the planet. Ms. Suzie taught her the ropes, because she was pro-gay male and had them all over the place. Then the military sent me to the exact city she was living in. By the time I got there, she was completely acclimated to my sexual expression.

She shocked the hell out of me when I took her to a gay party and she said in front of everybody, "Oh, baby, you've been this way since you were born. I don't know what people's problem is." I stopped in shock and looked at her. I jumped up, gave her a big hug, and told her I was so proud of her. We became the best of friends until breast cancer took her life.

I'm glad you are a loving mother. I can tell. 🤗 Mine became as proud of me as I was of her, and it made life so much easier for me. She'd be the exact same way about me being trans. And your husband is awesome! At least you have him to bounce things off of and he's rational.

None of us knows what is going to happen, and we're all on edge about it. I, too, am considering leaving, but also don't know if I can ever come back if I do. If I'm a refugee, what does that mean? If I become an expat, certain things won't be available to me, like healthcare. I want to rent out my house, but will they take it from me if I'm not considered a citizen of the US? It's all a crap shoot.

Just hang on. We all are.

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Thank you so much for your kind words. I hope that my daughter can find a place in the world that is better for her and I will visit as often as I can or try to move if I can find a way to get healthcare.

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We are dealing, as well, with the horrifying fallout from the election of the 🍊💩. Our own child is caught in limbo with identity documents. These are frightening, surreal times.

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It is truly the worst. A knife in the heart. I wake up every day shaking with a combination of fear and rage.

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