-When I was 7 Mother and I went to go visit cousins of hers(also her uncle was being buried so....) They had a dollhouse in the bedroom where we slept. I expressed my interest and joy in playing with it. My mother said "I thought I had a little boy, not a little girl" I nervously said nothing, and stopped talking to her.
-When I was 8 my sister and I learned how to crochet from my grandmother. My father had no problem with it, never uttering a word. I crocheted bookmarks for everyone in class, no one liked them. When I started crocheting "strings" for the doorway of my room ( I wanted something like those cool beaded door things), my mother asked " Now, what I am supposed to think about my SON ( emphasis on the son) who crochets?" I nervously said nothing, threw them away, and stopped talking to her.
-at the age of 10 we are watching Ms. America. Ms Hawaii says she feels bad that Hawaii allows same sex marriages. I say " I don't understand, if they want to get married, what's the big deal?" My mother says " Why, are you one of them?" I say nothing and stop talking to her.
-At the age of 11 my mother asks again and again why I don't play sports. "You're a boy, why aren't you playing sports". To shut her up I play football. I hate it and by extension her. I say nothing and stop talking to her.
-At the age of 12 I come down from taking a shower and ask my mother to buy those Biore clear pore strips. My sister interjects " those are for women" my mother states " Oh, then you don't want them" I nervously say " Oh" and go upstairs muttering " bitch" over and over again. I retreat to my room, stop talking to both of them.
-After watching " Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert" my mother asks " You don't want to dress up like that do you?" to which my aunt Jane quickly says "No he doesn't" I nervously shift in my seat and wait for the subject to change.
- At the age of 37, I knew that I would never ride through Paris in a sports car, with the warm wind in my hair.... Oh wait......That's not mine.... Sorry Marianne Faithful
Well... I suppose....
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At age 23 John has a little too much to drink on New Year's Eve. His mother comes down to the basement and after insisting that his mother dance with him he points at Alex and shouts "that's the boy I made out with twice." All doubt is removed... I'm still not sure if they're speaking.
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