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Mar. 31st, 2017 08:56 amI'm up earlier than I want to be because of Mom calling this morning. She's been more chatty than usual, almost like she knows something's up. Kind of weird since she and I have never been in sync about anything. Ever.
Anyhow, she wanted to talk about the fire. What a weird conversation.
She said it reminded her of the 60s. That everything then felt like it was blowing up around her, that things were happening too fast for her to understand or try to change them. She didn't make the obvious comparisons, to the things that happened to the family before that. But then again, we don't talk about those times much now, except on certain days.
She ended the call by telling me to "stay safe" and hung up. I think that's what bothered me most of all..."Stay safe." As if I have a responsibility not to be attacked. And I know that's not what she actually meant but after a lifetime of her acting like who I am is somehow my fault, it's hard not to read too much into it.
That's my vent for the morning.
I'm looking at the news now. It feels hopeless sometimes or maybe I'm just getting older. I try to think about how we can stop these acts but I don't know how beyond maybe trying to go public and show people the good that mutants can do. But in my heart of hearts, I know how that would end.
This is why I don't spend much time talking about current events. Not even do I not know what to say anymore, I'm not even quite sure how I feel.
Anyhow, she wanted to talk about the fire. What a weird conversation.
She said it reminded her of the 60s. That everything then felt like it was blowing up around her, that things were happening too fast for her to understand or try to change them. She didn't make the obvious comparisons, to the things that happened to the family before that. But then again, we don't talk about those times much now, except on certain days.
She ended the call by telling me to "stay safe" and hung up. I think that's what bothered me most of all..."Stay safe." As if I have a responsibility not to be attacked. And I know that's not what she actually meant but after a lifetime of her acting like who I am is somehow my fault, it's hard not to read too much into it.
That's my vent for the morning.
I'm looking at the news now. It feels hopeless sometimes or maybe I'm just getting older. I try to think about how we can stop these acts but I don't know how beyond maybe trying to go public and show people the good that mutants can do. But in my heart of hearts, I know how that would end.
This is why I don't spend much time talking about current events. Not even do I not know what to say anymore, I'm not even quite sure how I feel.
