6:02am August 17, 2014

Mom, I’m sorry I made it look like you didn’t accept me.

I know there have been things that are hard for you to accept at the time when you first find out, but you always come around and you always accept me totally in the end. I love you very much and wouldn’t want you to be any other way. I’ve erased the stuff about how you didn’t seem to accept me at one point in time, because it doesn’t matter. You say you accept me now, and that’s all that matters. And I’m very glad for it, because having your unconditional acceptance for things that are very hard already (like lacking a gender identity in a world where everyone seems to have one) means the world to me. It really means everything to me, and so does your love. I’m sorry I misunderstood what you said last year. I’m glad everything has changed from how I thought it was – or that maybe it wasn’t that bad to begin with. I love you more than I can say. Please don’t ever feel like I don’t, or like I don’t understand that you love and accept me.

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