OriginalRebel
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I had been aware for some time that my best friends daughter, 'Alex' (not real name) was unhappy in a female body. When she told her parents at the age of 16 that her body and mind felt as though it should be male, they at last understood the previous four years alienation syndrome. Being the fantastic parents they are, they set about resourcing as much information as they could lay their hands on about female to male trans-gender. They went with her to a psychologist and enrolled her in a support group for pre-op FTM trans where he was able to start making his first transitions. He then regularly saw an endocrinologist for hormones. At this point, close relatives and friends were made aware (he came out) but distant relatives, friends and neighbours just thought he was a bit of a tom boy. At 19 after much counselling and being refused such early surgery in the UK, his dad flew with him to California for the initial part of his surgery. It was during this time that Katie, his mum, put together a party in Alex's absence. The party included distant friends, relatives and everyone in their village that could make it. The turn out was grand. Once she had everyone together and everyone had a glass of champagne in their hands, she went about explaining the reasons behind Alex and her husbands visit to America. She said, 'tonight I grieve for the loss of a daughter but tomorrow I celebrate for the birth of a son and I want you all to celebrate with me'. Everyone raised their glass to 'Alex'. What amazed me was how accepting everyone was, especially as many of them were elderly church goers. A few tried to comfort Katie but she wasn't having any of it and quickly reminded them that this was good news, not bad and that she was truly very happy and excited for Alex. People wanted to know how they should address Alex (fortunately he has a unisex name so no name change) and worried that they may trip up and call him a her or a she. The home coming for Alex was so sweet. The villages put a flyer at the end of the road saying 'welcome home Alex'. People came round with manly gifts, a wallet, some aftershave, a can of Guinness. Its been two years now and to my knowledge, not a single person in the village has shunned Alex or even made the mistake of calling him a 'she'. He now has a finance and in October they are getting married. I think Alex has two fantastic parents and I would like to think that if my son ever came to me and told me he intended to become transgender, I would be as good a parent as they are.
< Message edited by OriginalRebel -- 4/29/2014 8:15:09 AM >
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