@Maddie cc: @CynthiaAnn @Wendi Dear Maddie:I fully agree with the replies of
Cyndi and
Wendi. Time to move on, close the book, break the ties.
In my earlier threads I had described those kinds of issues with old "friends' and acquaintances "back home" ...
Even my own mother gave revealed my private contact information to those back home that were not my supporters.
One of the reasons that helped to prompt me to relocate far from home was to get away from my detractors. My parents are still not fully supportive... that is one of the reasons that I have not been back to visit them like I usually do around Christmas time.... it is heartbreaking for sure. I do however make a definite point to trying to call them on the phone and send them photos, birthday cards, etc.... but I seldom get replies and seldom will they talk to me on the phone for very long if at all. I will never stop respecting my parents, they are the only parents I have and I owe them my respect and love. I don't every want to do or say anything that I will have regrets about in the future.
Bloom where you are planted !!!!! Here where I live now I have developed a circle of very good friends and a network of supporters.
HUGS and more HUGS,
Danielle 
Seperating from who I am. Without murder.
Or I won't make it.
It's not "just" the trans thing....or perhaps it's just that this illness is different for everyone.
I've done what I can to revive the old family thing. Thinking of it as a way to close that book.
But it's a kind of torture. To continue the connection is to write myself out of the book of life.
If I'm alive (not sure that I am) then the book is still being written. Begging the Lord to write me back in all the pages I was taken out of.
Refuse to live trapped as an open sore pillar of shame
Some sadist's reserve battery
Respect and do not even think you can tread on this animal.
