Really, I don’t know if I would have been able to complete my program if it weren’t for the pandemic.
Last week it dawned on me that 2021 was a week away but I haven't seen any posts about revelatory visions or grand epiphanies, despite a year where so many things occurred and so many truths were indeed revealed. Then it clicked.
As a caregiver, particularly to someone living with dementia, I suppress my emotions so as not to trigger inconsolable fear or sadness in my mother. See, for someone with Frontotemporal Dementia, it can be nearly impossible for them to recognize, compartmentalize, and regulate emotional responses. Learning of the death of a loved one could lead to attempts to take one's own life, but the death of a perfect stranger or familiar celebrity may have an equally significant impact.
"The changes in my appearance are not due to some personal failure... [but] are illustrative of my commitment to keeping myself and my faily safe amid a global pandemic. My fluffier waist and coiled hair are badges of honor, as I choose to honor my mother and father."
No one's love is a sin and no one's gender, identity, or presentation makes them a sinner.