“When two transgender Utah girls and their parents”
I read a little more. The parents must be happy that their support for the delusions of their children have ensured the extinction of their blood line.
Irony Alert: these mentally ill people call their birth names their “dead names”.
When cross-dressers finally gak themselves—miserable, shunned, alone—their parents put their dead names on their grave stones.
(Dad stands by, a frozen smile on his face, his fist clenched as his wife applauds their son, arms up, slowly arising from an appliance box wearing a dress)