First my mother lies to me about being able to get help at the age of 12, tells me no one will even talk to me about this until I'm 21. Over a decade later and many therapists and much emotional angst, I think she is lying to me again, if she hadn't already been all these years!
Ok, my sister has a Islamic friend from Iraq, family loves him, enough that I'm given every threat should I let him know about me. It would be
offensive. So I wear an uncomfortable sports bra almost constantly to hide this from him. Turns out he noticed it day one and no one told me for over a month that he supposedly knew about me. Yes I said
supposedly.
Last night me and my lady friend went with my sister and her two friends, including this particular friend to a game of mini golf. Now I have been sporadically trying to get my family to use my new name. They don't but this guy asks e why I keep asking to be called Angel. I told him it was because I was trying to get my name changed, and he was blown away. He had no idea at all of why I was doing that. Now he is not a dumb guy, full honors and all in th e college, and he hadn't the slightest clue, I even asked him if sis had talked to him about my condition and he said no, what condition?
So how am I supposed to trust my mother, who was the one who told me that he knew? The reason my lady friend even knows about me is because of this lie. Luckily she is very accepting, but she wasn't supposed to know about this for some time! But how many times was my mother told about this from all those psychiatrists and ignored it? How many chances did she have to talk to me about this and pass by? How many chances did I have at a relatively normal life and she ignored it? How can I trust any of my family after this?
