I was reading articles written by queer youth in NYC--instead of writing my essay--and one youth said something that rang so true with me, and caused this tension I've been carrying around with me for years, to come to rest. She said that after fighting with her mother about her sexuality and her mother staunchly refusing to accept her daughter's life choices, that she's taking a break from the relationship.
And there is the answer to all the riddles.
I don't know how my mother feels about my sexuality/identity, and at this point I really don't care. I'm a little more focused on how cruel she is being towards my sister. That is something I cannot forgive, because it's been going on... some 12 years. And it's absolutely unacceptable. You just don't treat your children (or any human) in that manner; it'd be more merciful to just ignore them. So I'm going to take a break form my mother. I'm not sure the length of this separation, I just know that once I get the little ones out of the general Orlando area, I will be resting easy, with no reason to venture back to the Drrty South.
Orlando is like a bad ex-lover that just won't let go. I am ready to sever the ties. So ready.
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