So............. I come from a rather large family on my mother's side. 6 brothers and sisters, 25 odd cousins.... all cousins married except me.... all cousins have at least two kids.... you get the picture.
Now, my family has a propensity for throwing boys, but we do have a sprinkling of girls (3) that make up our very male dominated clan.
One female cousin, we'll call her Tammie, has a daughter 14 and a son 12. She and her husband are both well educated (stanford and berkley) and their oldest daughter (we'll call her Beth) has decided that she wants to join the boy side of the fam.......
She's a sweet kid.... very precocious, very intellegent, but she's just decided that she's................ a boy. She has chosen a new name that she wants to be called (brett) and she wants to start "hormone" therapy asap.
Enter my mom. My mother is a west texas lady in every sense of the word--- she's big on family and sends every damn one of them xmas gifts. She's perplexed as to how she is supposed to sign the gift card (Beth vs brett) because at 73, mom just ain't jiving with the whole "I'm a boy trapped in a girls body" thing. Mom's old school.
I've tried explaining to her in gentle terms that some people are just different and it takes "all shapes and sizes" to make the world go round. I've also tried the "maybe this is just a faze thing". I reminded her about how my little brother identified as a pony from age 6 to age 7. (he'd walk around the house on all fours and nay like a horse. It was fvcking maddening until the day I hobbled his a$$ like a real horse with pig string and he cut that sh!t out)
I also proposed to her that this faze in her life would change after she got to college and she met some cute dude and went gaga over him. (mind you, I'm trying to mollify my 73 year old mom)
Now with all this being said, I could literally give two sh!ts about what you identify with sexually as long as you're not harming me. Do what you want. Also, mind you, I LOVE chicks that LOVE chicks............ obviously age appropriate and not my blood relatives..... that's just weird..... however, as a guy, I just can't put myself in the mindset of one day waking up and going "ehhhhh, I think it's time for me to be a woman."
I don't understand it, but I don't really care enough to understand it. I don't judge it.... who the fvck am I to judge? My natural response was "cool. You do you, kid." However, mom is struggling with it and I'm not sure how to get her to see that it's not that big of a deal.
Any ideas from the peanut brigade?
Now, my family has a propensity for throwing boys, but we do have a sprinkling of girls (3) that make up our very male dominated clan.
One female cousin, we'll call her Tammie, has a daughter 14 and a son 12. She and her husband are both well educated (stanford and berkley) and their oldest daughter (we'll call her Beth) has decided that she wants to join the boy side of the fam.......
She's a sweet kid.... very precocious, very intellegent, but she's just decided that she's................ a boy. She has chosen a new name that she wants to be called (brett) and she wants to start "hormone" therapy asap.
Enter my mom. My mother is a west texas lady in every sense of the word--- she's big on family and sends every damn one of them xmas gifts. She's perplexed as to how she is supposed to sign the gift card (Beth vs brett) because at 73, mom just ain't jiving with the whole "I'm a boy trapped in a girls body" thing. Mom's old school.
I've tried explaining to her in gentle terms that some people are just different and it takes "all shapes and sizes" to make the world go round. I've also tried the "maybe this is just a faze thing". I reminded her about how my little brother identified as a pony from age 6 to age 7. (he'd walk around the house on all fours and nay like a horse. It was fvcking maddening until the day I hobbled his a$$ like a real horse with pig string and he cut that sh!t out)
I also proposed to her that this faze in her life would change after she got to college and she met some cute dude and went gaga over him. (mind you, I'm trying to mollify my 73 year old mom)
Now with all this being said, I could literally give two sh!ts about what you identify with sexually as long as you're not harming me. Do what you want. Also, mind you, I LOVE chicks that LOVE chicks............ obviously age appropriate and not my blood relatives..... that's just weird..... however, as a guy, I just can't put myself in the mindset of one day waking up and going "ehhhhh, I think it's time for me to be a woman."
I don't understand it, but I don't really care enough to understand it. I don't judge it.... who the fvck am I to judge? My natural response was "cool. You do you, kid." However, mom is struggling with it and I'm not sure how to get her to see that it's not that big of a deal.
Any ideas from the peanut brigade?