What Your Mother Hears

I’m ready for this year to end. There are some things I just can’t defend and rules I can’t break or bend. There’s no room left to pretend that this is okay when it’s not. My dreams tell me otherwise and I haven’t forgotten about when I overheard a conversation related to the story in my dreams back in 2016.

I can finally tell you what they actually mean. I finally feel seen between the portable bleachers at the football game. I didn’t ask to go when I changed my last name before I got married professionally to last personally over the next twenty years. Don’t give in to your acquired fears for the sake of your inquired tears. That’s not what your mother hears.