You Are Not the Boss of Me

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.