Do all families have secrets? Is it the glue that binds them together? Or the horror to drive us apart?

I used to think that I had all the answers. However, the truth is I have more questions than answers…

I have dealt with the intergenerational transmission of family disfunction from my past, and now we are part of a world that seems confused about their biology…

What I remember most about my wretched childhood was the lack of choice. Eat what you are given or don’t eat. Do what we say you do or go to your room. Accept what is offered or get nothing.

In the current time period, the questions seem to be… “What do you want?”

“You don’t want to be a boy? Then be a girl.”

Have we passed the point where parents can just tell their children what’s on offer? Take it or leave it?

I can’t believe that what I loathed so much is what I now see as the best possible solution.