Rev. Midwife Anshin B. Hope Kelly
Intuitive Health Fertility Resource
Midwifery: Chapter Two
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Midwifery: Chapter Two

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The deeper betrayal came after. My lifelong friend—the Western woman—threw away our relationship as if it had meant nothing. The moment she realized her new female-in-law, desperate to assimilate, was distancing herself from me, she followed. No hesitation. No conversation. Just abandonment. Why? Because I refuse to welcome Modern Western pretenses into my life. And that, apparently, was enough to make me disposable.

Soon after, the rupture deepened. My children and I—once rooted, once embraced—suddenly found ourselves unwelcome in the school communities I had legacy in. These were the very circles my Western friend belonged to, circles I had given myself to for years.

What unfolded was tragic, but predictable: my immigrant friend, desperate not to be seen as second-class or “less than,” learned to wield my Western friend’s White Guilt as a weapon. And my Western friend, with her community, bent under that weight. They yielded. They enabled. And in that collision—immigrant desperation on one side, White Guilt on the other—the integrity of the whole community collapsed.

The results were catastrophic. Not just for me and my children, but for the trust, loyalty, and belonging that had once held that community together.

Now, again—you may believe me or not. It does not matter. Things are what they are, and our betrayals and failures play out whether we want to see them or not.

But I know this much: in my experience, non-Western people—especially immigrants—rarely discard lifelong bonds so easily. They may falter. They may stumble. But they do not throw away decades of trust in a single, careless act.

Modern Western culture, however—its people, its women—are different. They are far more likely to cut ties, to abandon what has been built over lifetimes. It is as if, one day—thirty years later, a lifetime later—a switch flips inside their souls. And when it does, nothing matters anymore but their own selfishness, whatever form it takes.

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