Sunday morning, we meet again. Needless to say, I'm still not entirely happy with my mother. She and my dad are downstairs having a good time and chatting. I briefly overheard them this morning as they checked to see if Maya and I were awake. I was, she wasn't, I pretended I wasn't.
How am I meant to feel about all this? Prior to the last lot of days, my only memories of her have been established through photos and stories rather than experiences. There are more negative connotations than positive, yet I persevered and now she's in my life. 17 years of absence, 17 years of searching. I'm not sure if I have reached the conclusion to this mystery, but if I have, I'm awfully disappointed.
There have been many things she's said about me over these last few days that don't sit right with me. I can't change these things, they are what makes up who I am. No matter what she tries to do, I won't fit into her pre-imagined mould. You know what's it like? It's like she can't accept the fact that I'm both non-binary and intersex and that means I don't fit into this preconceived idea she had prior to us meeting for the first time...
What happened to all the enthusiasm we shared between us? All the excitement to be in the same place? The support for what I do that was promised? There are likely more questions than answers here. Circles that I'm going to be stuck running around in. It's just not what I was sold.
E: [waiting in bathtub for Maya]
M: [walks into bathroom] I've got your shampoo, your conditioner... but not your comb. [staggers] Why are you in the bathtub?
E: I want mommy time.
M: Things not going so well?
E: Not at all. I don't know if you heard this morning, but my mom and my dad, weird to say, came in to see if we were awake and she said something about me that's just kinda caught me off.
M: Can you at least get out of the tub?
E: [climbs out]
M: Thank you. [picks up and hugs] Everything's gonna be fine.
E: It doesn't feel like it.
M: I'm here.
E: I wanna go to bed.
M: Evin, you can't just go to bed every time you don't want to do something, it's unhealthy.
E: But I'm tired.
M: You're not tired, you're just sad.
E: Can we...?
M: No.
E: [groans]
M: Now, will we wash your hair?
E: I don't know.
M: We're going to anyway, whether you want or not. [sets on ground]
E: [straightens up] Do you hear that?
M: Hear what?
E: Shh. [listens]
[Graham and Maria talking outside room]
M: This is our new problem now isn't it?
E: I kinda regret finding her now.
M: Don't say that Evin.
E: If this is gonna be the reality now, it's not worth it.
{Graham's POV}
G: [talking about Val] Moving everything over was quite tricky when it came to her science stuff. A lot of it had to be left behind because we couldn't take it on the ferry, so I promised her to get replacements.
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The Trials and Tribulations of a so-called Trouble Teen
General FictionThings never seem to go smoothly for Evin. Each day presents a new challenge for them, sometimes more difficult than others. Despite all this, they power through life their way and they won't stop at anything until they achieve their goals, or justi...
