Social media is something I see as the great double-edged sword of today’s world.  Sometimes I love it, sometimes I hate it.  But I feel fortunate that my life, as portrayed via my social media accounts, is portrayed on my terms.  There is no big media outcry when I post a photo of my pup, or a funny meme, or (gasp!) a visit to my local winery.  The paparazzi has no interest in reporting my every move, and for that I am grateful.  But not everyone is afforded that same luxury.  Social media privacy is nonexistent for celebrities.  A celebrity makes a post, media outlets share it, along with their chosen commentary, and suddenly everyone in the free world has an opinion and can’t wait to hit the ‘comment’ button. 

That was never more evident than this week’s Twitter post by Elliot Page.  I first saw it on Facebook, then on Instagram, then I finally went right to the source, Twitter.  I’ll make a startling admission here: when I saw the post on Facebook, I had no idea who Elliot Page is.  But then, I had no idea who Ellen Page was, either. Clearly, I’m showing my age.  But the headline made me stop and read.

So, why my sudden interest in Elliot Page, someone young enough to be my son, and his announcement that he’s transgender? Because I’m the mom of a transgender young adult.  Elliot mentions the joy of authenticity and the fragility of that joy that comes from living in a society where so many think that hate is an acceptable response to people and circumstances that they don’t understand.  I’ve paraphrased here, but you get the idea. 

 As a mom, I’m sad for Elliot.  I’m sad that he’s under a microscope.  I’m sad that his private life is a big deal to so many people who feel like they have a right to comment and share their (sometimes unkind) opinions.  I’m sad that some people hunger to see the intimate details of others’ lives exposed.  At the same time, I’m so happy for Elliot. I’m happy that he’s found his place.  I’m happy that he has support.  I’m happy that he has a life that he loves.  I’m happy that he has a voice.   

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