You can't possibly know what it's like to be an advocate to a transgender child - to a transgender person - unless they impact your life. Unless you become a part of their lives. Unless you understand their lives. Unless you move from that place where you are removed and moved into their world.
Was there a time when we were remote from such things? From the world of transgender people? Yes. All of our lives we were remote - removed - untouched. Not now. Not anymore. We have a child who is transgender. A child who suffered from gender/identity dysphoria. A child who struggled to find her way past a thing that was killing her to a place where she became a he person that made him safe and okay and different than the person my husband and I understood or imagined but eventually accepted because what choice do we have but to make this child okay in his world.
We
had
two
baby
girls
who
were
and
are
identical
twins
but
one
needed
another place to survive
beyond what we thought we understood as safe
she left what we gave her behind
and that is what hurt her father and I
but ...
she created and nurtured something else
someone else
on her own
without us
someone just as good
someone just as strong
and as important
and special
maybe even more so
than what we created.
It's hard
to change
of a thing
that we felt
was perfect.
We thought it was perfect
but we have learned
it was not.
Now it is ...
Now it is ...
Now he is ... <3
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