[Psycho_Bunny]

It's really not ridiculous. I'm almost 40 and to this day my earliest memory was thinking I was a girl. That was in kindergarten. When I hit puberty the problem came on so hard I dived into suicidal depression: I'm somewhat embarrassed to admit it but I almost died from slicing my wrists: I was in a private school and was apparently found in the shower by my roommate who'd decided to cut his afternoon classes. I don't recall anything other than waking up in the hospital to a doctor who was sewing up my arms and all in my face about it.

At the time, my father was a head psychologist with Focus On The Family (a terrific group of people, by the way) and he was able to help walk me through the problem. God rest his soul, I don't know what would have happened without his guidence.

Kids who have this problem have to be dealt with almost exactly the opposite of how this kid's being dealt with.

[Mila]

Your father sounds as though he was a very good man as well as a loving father. Thanks for your personal insight into this subject. I’m glad that things worked out for you.

[mckenzie7]

I'm thankful that you are with us after going through such an ordeal!

As a child, I wanted to be a boy so badly because the boys had all the fun. I played boy games and always preferred to be outside with my dad, fishing and being his right hand, rather than with my mother doing girl things. I dressed like a girl for school and church and used the girls restroom. When I reached puberty, much of it changed and I was delighted to be a girl. I still am more of a tailored type but still a female.
I wonder if this boy was the opposite of how I was? And where do the girl clothes come from?
I'm grateful that my parents didn't give in to my childish wishes.
It appears that these parents have their own agenda and not their child's best interests at heart!