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You have to feel for Roxy as she tried her best all her life to conform to family expectation only to be rejected once she transitioned. It was a case of conditional love in her case which is so unfortunate. But wouldn't you know there was a silver lining where she least expected it....


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  1. I remember my mother insisting once that "Oh no, we cannot hang out the laundry to dry on a Sunday. What would the neighbors think!" She was not a very religious person, but the fear of embarrassment and social ostracision was so strong that this was not possible.

    Roxy's tragedy might be caused by this simple mechanism: Fear of embarrassment.

    And I suspect this is also how sensitive people become people pleasers. We sense this fear and do everything we can to help our loved ones to avoid that embarrassment, sacrificing our own happiness in the process.

    I find it hard to find room in my heart for forgiveness when it comes to people like her family members.

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    1. I am afraid that I am the same Jack although I have been fortunate in that my family has been very understanding. I cannot for the life of me understand how people can be so cruel...

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  2. Her story is so heart wrenching. Amazing how three siblings and parents just turned their backs on her. As Roxy said, their actions speak volumes about their character. Thank goodness for her older brother, his family, and her wife and daughter. I can well imagine how distraught she must feel.

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