I think, not being able to accept our ts humanity has its origins in our parents not being able to accept who we were. I have the most meticulous t ever - but its taken me over ten years to not freak out when he uses the restroom before our session. I used to even put my hands over my ears, i was so afraid of hearing anything.

But the more i have thought about and processed and accepted my dead parents and other family members comments and activities towards me, the more easy i am in accepting the humanity in myself, my t, and other people.