When my housemate (M2F) had her parents visit us for the first time shortly after we moved into the house, and she dressed as her true self and made herself up as her true self, her folks were obviously painfully uncomfortable, even though they said nothing (probably because I was there).
The tension was thick and awkward, and I think my housemate finally started breathing again once her folks left.
I could feel the pain and fear and sadness in the air. My housemate's parents have not been to the house for a visit since.
My heart goes out to you. It's a shame that your mother can't wrap her brain around who you really are.
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The tension was thick and awkward, and I think my housemate finally started breathing again once her folks left.
I could feel the pain and fear and sadness in the air. My housemate's parents have not been to the house for a visit since.
My heart goes out to you. It's a shame that your mother can't wrap her brain around who you really are.