I think my father may have told my mother behind my back.
I specifically told him not to tell her, but there have been... clues:
- She asked me if I was bothered by my massage therapist touching me.
- She specifically brought me food to eat that I'd like for thanksgiving instead of me having to stick to corn and stuffing (this is odd for her, as she has always been in the camp of you eat what is put in front of you, even if you don't like it).
- When I was pacing and stimming with a stuffy at my brother's wedding, she didn't order me to stop, and she asked me afterwards about whether or not it was the new people (I hadn't really met the bride's family before that day), or just the situation of him getting married and going to live on the other side of the continent that was bothering me.
- It seems like she might actually get me the stim toys I asked for for Christmas instead of making me feel bad for asking for them.
She's also been a lot less condescending in general lately. I could write an essay on the things she's done and said to me while I was growing up, but let's just say that she's been civil lately, and that it's completely unlike her, at least when it comes to me.