I had a very positive day.
Had an appointment with my mental health nurse practitioner, it's a 10 year relationship therapeutic relationship. She's truly wonderful and seeing her, initially, was a key turning point in my life. She's written me a letter for my relocation application. She's always been so affirming and reminds me how strong I am and that I'm amazing and "adaptive" even through my maladaptive dissociation and all the chaos that she encountered in my life.
After that, I spent most of the day with my dear "queer" son. He's a wonderful sensitive, caring, thoughtful young man and our relationship is going from strength to strength, as is his confidence in himself and his sense of direction, for his own life, from here on.
It's a bit sad, he hasn't come out to any of the men in his family, he's only told his sisters and I. He told me he doesn't really talk to his brothers or Dad, or even his big sister and feels he is very different from them. I mean it's not that sad, I just wish he was living with me, instead, because we've had so much time apart and he seems pretty lonely and not very supported down there.
I wanted my kids to be a support for each other, but oh well, families; just because one is blood related, doesn't mean so much, these days.
I guess, with the amount of crap we've been through, there really has never been happy family times.
We had fun though.:)
We talked about a lot of things! America, deep state and the CIA, gun laws, SJW's, gender politics; him advocating for women and me for men! LOL, what constitutes harrassment, bullying, sexism and racism, what kind of comedy and humour we like, what virtue signalling is, queer issues, empowerment and food politics and compassion, lots of stuff.
I'm so wiped now though. It takes so much out of me. Good day though.:)
Doctor's tomorrow, me for housing medical paperwork, son for medical support for housing and youth allowance back pay and daughter for check up and support coz she's underweight.:) :) :) :).
My son is 20 next month.
I only have one child child left, who's 12, the rest are now young adult people! My baby girl is now the age I was when I got pregnant!
Wow, what an epic job, it's been, raising my 7 babes. And myself.:p:rolleyes: