Posted on 02/17/2016 10:05:56 AM PST by wagglebee
February 17, 2016 (DailySignal) -- When a 9-year-old boy who identifies as Stormi, a transgender girl, started selling Girl Scout cookies, one neighbor was not amused, according to Buzzfeed.
The neighbor rebuffed him, reportedly saying, “Nobody wants to buy Girl Scout cookies from a boy in a dress.”
The neighbor is being called transphobic—but perhaps the neighbor thought he was being pranked by a boy and reacted accordingly. Not everyone assumes that a boy in a dress selling Girl Scout cookies is transgender.
Stormi looked like a boy to the neighbor because he really is a boy. Transgender people may deceive themselves, but they do not deceive others.
Life in society is not some fantasy world where a boy should pretend he has magically transformed himself into a girl simply by uttering the words “I am a girl” and changing how he presents himself.
The people who strongly object to the honest reaction from a man saying, “Nobody wants to buy Girl Scout cookies from a boy in a dress” are perhaps gender-phobic, rejecting and ridiculing the reality of male and female genders.
The people who encourage very young kids to act out, switch genders, and live a life of pretend need to understand that Stormi could be suffering from a dissociative disorder, just as happened with me. My feelings of not wanting to be a boy started in early childhood as result of cross-dressing at the hands of my grandma.
Stormi could be in need of psychotherapy, not a dress.
Caregivers all too often collaborate with a mental disorder instead of treating it. Telling a psychologically troubled boy he has changed genders is not compassion, but can become reckless parenting. By withholding psychotherapy, parents could be abusing the kid.
Living in a self-made gender fantasy world void of reality is not psychologically or emotionally healthy.
I know that to be true. I was transgender kid at the age of 4. For decades, as I tried to live in my male birth gender, the feelings of being a woman only grew stronger.
I sought help from a renowned gender specialist who told me that mine was a clear-cut case of gender dysphoria—strong, persistent feelings of identification with the opposite gender and discomfort with one’s own assigned sex. He said the only way to get relief was to surgically change genders.
I underwent gender reassignment surgery at 42 years of age after cross-dressing for most of my life.
I lived as a transgender, Laura Jensen, female, for eight years. While studying psychology in a university program, I discovered that trans kids most often are suffering from a variety of disorders, starting with depression—the result of personal loss, broken families, sexual abuse, and unstable homes. Deep depression leads kids to want to be someone other than who they are.
That information sure resonated with me.
Finally, I had discovered the madness of the transgender life. It is a fabrication born of mental disorders.
I only wish that when I went to the gender counselor for help he would have told me I couldn’t really change genders, that it is biologically impossible. Instead, he approved me for gender reassignment surgery, a surgery that, if I had been provided proper psychotherapy, would never have been necessary or appropriate.
The transgender life is often the direct result of early childhood difficulty or trauma. Assisting a young child into the fabricated ideology of a transgender life is not helping the child sort out what is real and what is fiction.
The likelihood that the child known as Stormi is suffering from separation anxiety or some other psychological disorder cannot be ignored. Stormi is living in a foster home. While it may be safe and necessary, foster care is intended to separate the child from the birth parent. This can lead to psychological disorders like separation anxiety disorder.
Separation anxiety occurs as the result of loss or separation from the birth parent. Disruption in a child’s home environment can lead to stress, depression, and anxiety. Living in a foster home even under the best conditions can be stressful to a young person.
Separation anxiety disorder and other psychological disorders can masquerade as gender dysphoria, leading caregivers and medical practitioners to misdiagnose and not provide proper or effective psychotherapies.
Stormi’s life will evolve as maturity unfolds. Most likely in 15 or 20 years, reality will set in that he really never changed genders. This is often a turning point where the trans life is not looking as good as it once did.
Thankfully, like me, many transgender persons return to the gender they once shed. Slowly they restore the life that was lost.
The three men who came up with the idea of changing boys into girls and making transgenders, Alfred Kinsey, Harry Benjamin, and John Money, were pedophilia advocates. (For more of the history, see “Sex Change” Surgery: What Bruce Jenner, Diane Sawyer, and You Should Know.)
The neighbor man was correct about one thing: The Girl Scout at his door was really a boy in a dress—just like I was as a young boy who thought I was a girl.
Sorry, I was referring to the “girl scout” confused boy in the story.
You seriously need to CALM DOWN.
And can I present (yes, this reveals who I am but I have done it before on FR) a song I co-wrote that spells out exactly what preachers ought to be doing when they get a “head case.”
https://soundcloud.com/daniel-levy-6/almightylove
Wonder why the bathtub scene on my picture and my mustachioed, shaved head mug (that’s a bath mat hanging in the background)? It symbolizes cleansing and strength.
Read the book of Habakkuk. Did he calm down?
I’ll check it out when I get to a more secluded computer viewing environment.
On another line, I admire your fire.
As they used to say in the Usenet days, “FLAME ON” (and the closing tag was EMALF).
Hey I am not here to push snake oil, just the crushing of the serpent’s head. However it happens. Anyhow, men can’t cram Jesus into a box. If they try, He never stays in it. But if they invite Him, He will dwell as long as He is welcomed. The shrink isn’t for everybody and those who push it as panacea are wrong (and this may be part of the problem with practitioners in that field, they can think they are bigger than Christ). But Jesus turns head cases into spirit cases. I was a head case and now I am a spirit case. I far prefer the latter!
When my son, many years ago was 3 months shy of his second birthday, saw me nursing his new sister, he found his Raggedy Andy that my mother had made for him. He then a sat in his little rocking chair, and held Andy up to his bare chest and said,”I’m feeding Andy”. I took it as a normal childhood innocent and logical expression, and told him, “Good.”
Neither of us was traumatized by his behaviour, and he grew up to get married and has a lovely teenaged daughter.
When my son, many years ago was 3 months shy of his second birthday, saw me nursing his new sister, he found his Raggedy Andy that my mother had made for him. He then a sat in his little rocking chair, and held Andy up to his bare chest and said,”I’m feeding Andy”. I took it as a normal childhood innocent and logical expression, and told him, “Good.”
Neither of us was traumatized by his behaviour, and he grew up to get married and has a lovely teenaged daughter.
Sometimes pretend can be just that, pretend. A goodly quotient of watchful, patient love can head off a lot of problems, can keep a passing curiosity from collapsing into a debilitating obsession. Parents, please: when you are raising children this is NOT the time to be selfish. Every ounce of love will count, just as every ounce of food will.
Sorry for the double post.
It’s possible! Fear is a large part of the equation for social misfits.
Believe it: mankind is cruel. That’s what walking away from God has done to it. The most colossally idiotic deal that man could have ever made... he made in Eden. GONE eternal life... GONE compassion... GONE assurance, GONE GONE GONE! VERY cruel to those who, through what, for lack of a better term, might be called the world’s losers in the luck of the draw.
Until Jesus came.
Suddenly what was misfit now appears as special. Love has a way of doing that, though if it is a distorted love, the result is an entrapping obsession rather than freedom.
And ma’am I do not know what kind of input you have to your authoring gigs... if you are simply expected to flesh out a given theme or have some more leeway to do something that could affect stage business.
But any hint, ANY hint, of God in the right context could result in a soul saved from misery, both here and hereafter. Don’t forget that. Angels may be trying to reach through your pen.
Ah, I guess I have only had personal contact with the wounded. :)
Is there a difference in what is empirically observed with this set of artistic people from dysfunctional homes, if it is separated into two sets, one being fairly fervent believers in God, and the other being the remainder?
I would hypothesize that the more or less consistent love factor, is what is making the difference. The solid family is one source, however as the bible says “If my mother and father forsake me, the Lord shall take me up.”
Which kind of ties into my rants about Christian psychology. They simply have more material to work with. What secular shrink can tell you where to get your loving? They would hoot at the question! “That’s up to you Bud, I can’t interfere!” The Christian shrink has a solid answer: JESUS.
Goodness! You have a very talented singing voice, HiTech RedNeck!
Thank you so much for sharing “Almighty Love” with us. It is quite haunting and beautifully spiritual.
And it’s nice to see your face.
Won’t see him on the view or the Ellen show or what ever it is called.
Indeed and thank you for the link.
You’re welcome, manc!
Self ping
My son's dear friend and fraternity brother wrote everyone a letter about 18 months ago telling us he was becoming a woman. I never suspected he had gender issues. He was never a macho guy,always polite and sensitive, but this????? However, when he was six, he was on a car trip and his 8-year-old brother (named after the dad) was sleeping on his shoulder. When they got home they discovered the boy was dead...sudden death syndrome...no illness or apparent cause of death. This left our friend the oldest boy and he couldn't handle it. The mother became very hooked on spirits, powers of the wind, crystals, etc., always some new age stuff. Three replacement children rapidly appeared until they got another boy. In the meantime, the dad stayed super positive and tried to hold the family together.
I personally believe that they never gave themselves a chance to properly grieve, build their faith and their relationship in this different family formation. If you can't take being the oldest boy, the easiest way out is to become a girl.
It is sad and confusing. My son says his friend is happy....We will see.
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