Beloved has been having a hard time with his family this
year which I’ve alluded to before the holidays. His parents said some things
that… well, are hard to forgive. It began with some deeply unacceptable
comments about Beloved being a hypothetical parent and it just escalated from
there – and the fact it managed to escalate after setting the “oh you did not
say that?!” standard
Your own parents implying you’re a danger to children is…
not an easy thing to swallow. Especially since we were both pretty much
convinced they didn’t have a problem in that area. Turns out hypothetical jokes
go out the window when possible reality looms (not that it is, but they thought
it was). It just got worse from there, it’s like a decade of carefully bottled
bigotry broke the dam and splurged everywhere.
It was bad. His
parents way of dealing with this “let’s pretend it never happened and never
talk about these things again” isn’t sufficient to mend any rift – and agreeing
to disagree on whether or not we’re child abusers is not on the cards either.
To rub salt in the wounds, Beloved’s sisters are working
over time… to make excuses. They’re not saying what the parents said was right,
but they are brushing it off, downplaying it and generally jumping on the “la
la la la didn’t happen!” train to eternal family peace. I know this train, it
runs regularly in my family.
It hasn’t been easy for Beloved.
To this add that I have resolved to remove things from my
life that aren’t helping – urged by Beloved with his usual good sense but a
whole new level of impatience for homophobic bullshit. One of those things is
Not!friend who is a good friend of Fs but, frankly has had years of driving me
up the wall. I could list the many times she has annoyed, offended and
infuriated me but that’s a post in itself; in a nutshell, she is the epitome of
the straight woman who thinks gay men (no, sorry “the gays”) are cool, fun toys
and pets for her amusement, she has no sense of boundaries, is incapable of
treating gay men as individuals and believes her oh-so-coolness makes her a
member of the community happy to speak at length (and in judgement) of things
she knows fuck all about, complete with slurs that “totally don’t matter
because it’s me” - and she never ever
learns no matter how many times she’s been told she’s out of line.
We dumped her which was a relief – but she still hovers
around like a freaky freaky stalker and she’s been giving her friend F endless
grief because of it. I sympathise, it’s not a nice situation for F to be in – but
nor am I - are we - going to listen to
apologetics from F about Not!friend nor am I particularly thrilled with F for
basically tricking me into social situations with Not!friend. F has had a front
row seat to a lot of Not!friends antics for a long time now and I am… saddened
that she thinks I should brush this constant aggravation aside or that it isn’t
that much of a problem.