[guiltier65]

I haven't been here for a while, but I've been doing ok. Not on any meds, thanks to insurance, but it's been ok.
yesterday I was hit with an unexpected change in my life. My son and his wife just informed me that he has been seeing a gender therapist because he is transexual and wants to transition to female. My daughter in love knew this since before they got married and is very supportive, for which I am so thankful. My response is to tell my child that nothing changes my love whether she is male/female. My love remains the same. My oldest daughter feels the same and made sure that her brother/sister knows that!
I know this is not about me, but I am very affected by this news. my heart hurts knowing of his/her struggle, but also the future for my very much loved child. I belong to a Baptist church in a small town and knowing that they will not be kind or accepting is so painful.

[Skeezyks]

Hello guiltier65: Thank you for sharing this development. And thank you, as well, for your unwavering support of your son. He (She) is most fortunate indeed!

The Skeezyks is an older person who always struggled with feelings of having been born the wrong gender. I never did anything about it though. Back when I was young, the words transgender & transsexual hadn't even been coined yet. And the discussion of anything related to gender or sex was simply not allowed. So I just grew up hiding & feeling warped & somehow dirty.

It's all behind me now. I'm too old for it to make any difference one way or the other. But, scratch the surface even a bit & it's still there. So, anyway, I know something about what your son has gone through. Yes there is likely to be rough terrain ahead for your son. But having so much family support is a great blessing. I wish you all well...

(((((((((((healing hugs)))))))

[guiltier65]

it is so hard to comprehend this strange new world I have entered. There is the piece of me that wants to cry and blame myself as a "bad" parent; but the reality is that nothing changes my love for her( still adapting to pronouns, more challenging than you think). this is not about me in any way, shape or form. I am so frightened for my child, my family. I know that my midwestern, small town is not going to be loving or accepting. I know that my church family(using the term loosely) will try to tell me that my child has no place in God's embrace. I can't accept that ! and I won't.... Coming to terms with this new normal is overwhelming... I cry and grieve for the son I fought for since before his birth.... My heart breaks as I think of this difficulty and wonder what my new daughter's future looks like. I pray and worry as she tells her older brother this evening, and hope that my family won't be torn into pieces. I am so griefstricken that my parents are of a generation, that my daughter would rather just cut them out of her life, than be who she really is!