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Princess Boy: A Heartwarming Story

In an ideal world, I would say let the kid be himself. However, this is not an ideal world. I worry about how this child will be treated by society, schoolmates and others, as he grows older, because of his differences.

But we have to start standing up to those who would bully children like this at some point. I'm so tired of people who say that there must be something wrong with an individual who's different in some way. Maybe the problem is with the rest of society, for expecting conformity for no good reason.
 
I think it's good to have people who deviate far from the norm. By becoming outliers, the norm broadens, and people become more tolerant.
 
We have a 7 year old transgender child at our church. This kid has male genitalia but is feminine in every other way. The family consulted with psychologists and MDs and concluded that allowing "her" to live and grow as a girl was the best option. She consistently behaves in that fashion. Fortunately, our open and affirming congregation has accepte the kid as a girl, just as they accepted her as a boy before the transition. Since I interact with the kids on a regular basis, I've become one of her adult friends and treat her exactly like the other kids. It is something that I never inmy life would have expected to experiencxe, but, I never expected to have a lesbian daughter either. The universe is mischievious.
 
We have a 7 year old transgender child at our church. This kid has male genitalia but is feminine in every other way. The family consulted with psychologists and MDs and concluded that allowing "her" to live and grow as a girl was the best option. She consistently behaves in that fashion. Fortunately, our open and affirming congregation has accepte the kid as a girl, just as they accepted her as a boy before the transition. Since I interact with the kids on a regular basis, I've become one of her adult friends and treat her exactly like the other kids. It is something that I never inmy life would have expected to experiencxe, but, I never expected to have a lesbian daughter either. The universe is mischievious.

It sounds to me that you have been blessed. :)
 
This sort of thing weirds me out but I'll hold my tongue on the matter. I truthfully miss the good old days when people kept the more intimate aspects of one's personal business to themselves, felt absolutely free to be themselves behind closed doors by themselves and within marriage, but held onto a measure of consideration for others in the meantime, too.
 
^Undergarments are the only clothing that is intimate. Dresses certainly aren't an intimate matter. Besides, in the "good old days" boys were dressed in the same frilly dresses as girls -- just look at any portrait of a young boy from the 18th or 19th century. If we determine what traditions are right by what traditions are oldest, then indeed he is more right to dress in lace and skirts than are little boys who dress in trousers and shirts.
 
^Undergarments are the only clothing that is intimate. Dresses certainly aren't an intimate matter. Besides, in the "good old days" boys were dressed in the same frilly dresses as girls -- just look at any portrait of a young boy from the 18th or 19th century. If we determine what traditions are right by what traditions are oldest, then indeed he is more right to dress in lace and skirts than are little boys who dress in trousers and shirts.

Agreed. No offense to goofy, but when most people talk like this and say good old days, they mean the 1940s to 1950s, when masculinity was sewn into nationality and "men were men and women were women and that's the way God made it and that's the way it's supposed to be".
 
And intolerance was a virtue.

Indeed. To be compassionate and understanding toward people of different colors/creeds/orientation was to give in, to be a coward or a sissy. You weren't a real man if you cried, you weren't a real man if you didn't want to play sports. Childish, infantile society, but one that was popular "in the good old days".
 
This sort of thing weirds me out but I'll hold my tongue on the matter. I truthfully miss the good old days when people kept the more intimate aspects of one's personal business to themselves, felt absolutely free to be themselves behind closed doors by themselves and within marriage, but held onto a measure of consideration for others in the meantime, too.
If that was holding your tongue, I'm not sure I want to know what you really think. :vulcan:
 
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