Yesterday was my once monthly trip to my therapist. Interestingly enough, we talk rarely concerning me being transgender and lean more into my bi-polar and other life issues.
Somehow, my Mom keeps being brought up in the conversations. She was guilty of pushing too hard. If I got three A's and a B-what was up with that B type person. By osmosis (or a broom) I carry that attitude too and have to ignore it. Examples:
If I have what I think is the sharpest new outfit I have ever owned, well...
Back in the day, if I bought a new wig and thought it looked great, well...it did for a month.
Don't get me wrong, Mom has been gone for a long time and I wish I could talk to her now about all that has happened to me, but I am afraid I would have to quote Tom Selleck in his Jesse Stone role:
"You can fire me, but you can't tell me what to do."
I would put that on my tombstone if I was going to have one!
Also in many ways, the quote describes the emerging transgender community.