Posted on 03/21/2022 6:23:33 PM PDT by Impala64ssa
Nothing can go wrong with transitioning your 6-year-old. Can it? Its the science.
They’re not allowed to go back, are they? That would be “conversion therapy” or something.
I think we would have been best buds. My mother refused to get me a Barbie doll because she was “too mature”. I just wanted her so I could buy her outfits. But I guess I should have told Mom that. She always got me Skipper for Christmas and I had to be thankful because my parents had six kids and not much money. I had a great Mom. I wish I had those Sound of Music dolls back.
I’m wondering if there is a pattern emerging where some of us had a lot of brothers or cousins or neighborhood friends who were boys and their zest for life marked those of us who were girls. It’s not that I didn’t want to be a girl, but guys were always up for adventures and that was always fun. We used to pretend we (my younger siblings and I) were Lewis and Clark and we’d follow a creek, picking up crawdads and identifying flora, and just getting wet and muddy. Summers were a blast. I still have a remnant of that girl in me.
I love being a woman although puberty was a pain. I think puberty is hard on both sexes and these young kids are being pushed into believing that their feelings of embarrassment or clumsiness, or whatever they are feeling means they aren’t supposed to be a boy or a girl and the perverts on this planet (and Satan) use that to push them into declaring something that cannot happen. Just my two cents.
When I was a little chitlin, I self-identified as Alvin the chipmunk. My family had to call me Alvin or else I wouldn’t answer them
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Absolutely! Building forts and digging sand with tonka toy bulldozers, lincoln logs and trains...tons more creative and interesting than playing dolls.
If anybody wanted to find me, just look in the treetops! Especially on a windy day 🤣
When I grew up, I also loved myself as a woman, medic, wife, mom. Now that’s all past, I love woodworking, and making fabric pads for my family’s guineapigs on the sewing machine, and teaching my great grands how to fish, prepare wild game, sew and saw.
I’ve learned many skills over my lifetime, both traditional male and female skills but none of them defines my sexuality.
When I was 7 my dad bought me a pair of ice skates, a hockey stick and a pick. He turned me loose on the ice and I’d self identify as Rod Gilbert of the NY Rangers. In little league, being left handed, even though I was a Yankees and Mets fan I self identified as Ted Williams. Later on as a young punk street rodders, when I tore up the streets in my 1968 Dodge Charger I self identified as Richard Petty. Unfortunately the cops did not find that the least bit amusing 🙄🤔🙂🙂
Awesome!
Well put. Notice, so many of us women are saying the same thing. We didn't want to be boys, but we enjoyed being adventurous and courageous like the boys. We did some girly stuff, too, but we didn't want to spend all our time playing with dolls. Luckily for us, we grew up at a time when little girls weren't held to such restrictive "gender roles" as they are today.
With that said, though, in those old days, the boys were held to a strict standard. A little boy interested in dolls might've been viewed harshly. He might've been picked on. But, at least his parents and teachers wouldn't have told him he must be a girl and therefore should take hormone treatments and be mutilated surgically.
I feel so bad for the children of today. What a confusing time to grow up.
I liked almost everything until I either mastered it or was satisfied I had learned enough; gender stereotypes were irrelevant.
Playing with dollhouses turned into building them. That became a hobby building furniture from scratch.
Playing board games lead me to chess, which I taught to my children. My son would go on to win championships.
Gymnastics in the front yard led to cutting and manicuring the lawn (wanted a lush carpet of grass when I did back handsprings and aerials in my bare feet). From that, I learned about gardening.
Similar learning evolutions occurred throughout my life.
Enjoyed Legos, bike riding, kick ball, soccer, track and field, dance, theater, art, and creative writing.
Fought like a boy (no lame ass hair pulling or slapping), reasoned like a boy (most girls were irrational and illogical), loved hard sciences, math, and engineering (typically one of the few girls in the room).
Not really a tomboy, but a highly competitive, late-blooming geek.
My parents allowed us to explore and learn almost anything we wanted. Knowledge was power. I wanted to be powerful and self-sufficient. They never said I couldn’t do something because I was a girl.
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