Dear Leslie, It is a sad, sad, day when a son is torn a new one - TopicsExpress

Dear Leslie, It is a sad, sad, day when a son is torn a new one for calling his parent dad, a mom calls her child my son and the wife resists temptation to knock the other parent off her collective ass, for hurting my son feelings. Instead, I took a deep breath, as the other parent raged about his triggers, told us we hurt her/him a lot, and we had some nerve to make a mistake and refer to him as Dad, he/she or if his own father calls him Brian. (Grandpa has Alzheimer’s) I apologized to Leslie for our mistakes and said it was not intentional if we messed up occasionally. It is also unfair to yell at Michael because he called you dad.You are his father. I explained about my own triggers, and how I see them every day and how hard I try to shove feelings down inside my heart so I can’t find them again. I told him at the beginning of the transition, I thought I would be married to a woman for the rest of my life. I was happy with it, I took my vows, and I loved my husband. I did what I had to do, but Leslie hated everything to do with Brian especially me. The wife, the woman that loved him beyond all measure for who he was and not his body parts. It is never enough to accept Leslie; it seems it requires a miracle from God to let Leslie accept us. I apologized to her for not being as supportive as I could be, for I had all I can do to support Michael and myself. I told him, we both saw therapists to better understand Leslie point of view. I have been on my own these past two years, scarred to death I might fail. Commitments that must be met. Namely, my son, and I don’t abandon my child for anyone. I don’t know what in heaven’s name a person has to do to make things better for Lesley but at this point I don’t care. I am not going to let her stab out the last bit of light in our souls just to make her happy. (Or anyone else) I am sorry that we are not good enough to know, like, love, ect. It could be that some people are not good enough for us. I can’t imagine who that would be. I really love my relatives and friends. Even the shirttail cousins. Enough of this stupid digression into things I cannot change or alter to make it better for you. Leslie, if I can learn to cope with my triggers you can learn to cope with being called Dad. Michael is your son, not a stranger, or distant association. He is great kid, very smart and you hurt him today. If you ever try to do that again, I will forget my Christian virtues and clean your clock. I still don’t understand why I didn’t rip you a new one, maybe I channeled your old wife, who still loves you. I don’t know, but one of these days you will remember her and think twice before putting her son down. I am his MOM.