Temujin
31st Jan 2008, 08:15 AM
So, long prelude short, I drove 3 hours last night to pick up my mom who was staying with a relative in the hospital and was without her vehicle. This was the first time I had talked to my mom face to face after coming out to my parents again (http://www.emptyclosets.com/forum/showthread.php?t=6697). Needless to say, I was dreading the 3 hour drive back to my house and the her staying with me until dad comes to pick her up this weekend.
She's been under a lot of stress lately dealing with my coming out, her sick brother, and her mother who has extreme personality swings caused by a stroke so we basically talked about other matters for a little over an hour into the drive. I eventually steered the convo there by talking about her youngest sister who is a lesbian, but I had to be careful because her sister is not a positive role model type person (she brought it up). I think the strain between my mom and her has shaped a lot of my mom's perception of the gay community.
Anyway, it went surprisingly well and we made some good progress I think. Like I said in my other post, my mom thinks gay = bad. We 'debated' for most of the rest of the trip with me trying to drive home the point that she should judge people based on who they are not who they are attracted to. She only cried once - not a whole lot even then - and that was when we first started talking about it. We got on the subject of children and I told her that I really, really do want to raise kids eventually. She thinks being gay is "the easy way through life" for reasons I don't want to get into here. So I asked her which is harder: a heterosexual couple raising kids or a same-sex couple raising kids. She actually said the same-sex couple would have the harder time; that alone is progress. After that I went for the coup d'gra saying that I want those challenges because nothing in my life has come easy and that I wasn't about to give up now. I let her think on that for the rest of the trip.
Progress? Perhaps. She's going with me to my therapy session this evening. That should be fun. :icon_bigg
She's been under a lot of stress lately dealing with my coming out, her sick brother, and her mother who has extreme personality swings caused by a stroke so we basically talked about other matters for a little over an hour into the drive. I eventually steered the convo there by talking about her youngest sister who is a lesbian, but I had to be careful because her sister is not a positive role model type person (she brought it up). I think the strain between my mom and her has shaped a lot of my mom's perception of the gay community.
Anyway, it went surprisingly well and we made some good progress I think. Like I said in my other post, my mom thinks gay = bad. We 'debated' for most of the rest of the trip with me trying to drive home the point that she should judge people based on who they are not who they are attracted to. She only cried once - not a whole lot even then - and that was when we first started talking about it. We got on the subject of children and I told her that I really, really do want to raise kids eventually. She thinks being gay is "the easy way through life" for reasons I don't want to get into here. So I asked her which is harder: a heterosexual couple raising kids or a same-sex couple raising kids. She actually said the same-sex couple would have the harder time; that alone is progress. After that I went for the coup d'gra saying that I want those challenges because nothing in my life has come easy and that I wasn't about to give up now. I let her think on that for the rest of the trip.
Progress? Perhaps. She's going with me to my therapy session this evening. That should be fun. :icon_bigg