This is the outline of my emotional experience the first day day.
I. The phone call and revelation
II. An appropriate parental response from Michael and me. Even a joke: “At least you’re doing it when it’s trendy.”
III. Shock sets in.
IV. The fight against nausea
V. Calling my friend in CA who went through this with her daughter
VI. Contacting the support group in NYC
VII. Nausea and fear
VIII. Enlisting my support group (AA)
IX. The back and forth of grief, all five stages at once.
X. Feelings of euphoria. I will go public. I’m a therapist, after all.
XI. Pain, nausea and fear
XII. Prayers for acceptance, prayers for radical acceptance.