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I was a terrible kid. I was an awful, awful kid. I did drugs and I stole. I dropped out of high school. I was very unhappy. I would wager that a lot of kids who lived in my area were also very unhappy. But, just like menopause, it’s not something you talk about. You don’t go around going, “Wow I can’t wait to do another Quaalude.” My parents were much better parents as I got older, and I was a much better daughter when I got older. But they were frightened for me. They were very, very frightened for me and the life I was choosing. And I didn’t like them. I didn’t want to be around them. My mother was very selfish. My brother is ten years older than me, so we didn’t really have a camaraderie or a connection.
I actually liked my father tremendously. My dad was a very, very generous, loving, kind man. And my mother was very different than he was. And I think that they had a very sexy, loving, wonderful marriage—a very passionate marriage—which didn’t always make for great parenting.
I believe there are no accidents, and I would not be who I am today if things had been different. Had my mother loved me better, had my parents loved me more, had I had a different relationship with my brother, had I been a kid who was really happy growing up I wouldn’t be where I am today. I also don’t think I would have the passion for really wanting other women to step into their shoes. Because I felt so alone and I felt my mother really didn’t have that spirit. And I was determined to be completely different than her.
I had what felt almost like an out-of-body experience once. I was alone in a hotel, it was very late. I got up to go pee and I passed my image in this full-length mirror. And I was taken aback, because all my life I was so afraid I’d become my mother, and in that one moment I realized that I in fact became the woman she always wanted to be.
I called my husband and woke him up and I said, “You’ll never believe who I am.” And he was ready to go, “Okay look. I’ve got my cell phone here and I’m going to call 9-1-1. Just stay put.” Really! It was one of those moments for him where he thought, “Okay. I’m ready.” But it was a really big moment for me because I was also able to become a woman in that moment.
There's so much about going through menopause and midlife in and of itself which was really difficult. And then there’s the other component when a parent or a husband or a partner becomes ill. And my mother’s dementia, which really came on rapidly. Menopause was a walk in the park compared to that. It was extraordinary to watch a person go from being very, very vibrant to literally not wanting to be in their own body.