All I'll be doing is thinking about how to handle this. So now I'm in the parking lot at work, getting ready to go in for the night. He doesn't think he's gay and he doesn't think he wants a sex change. He's been wearing his sisters clothes, and his mom's clothes for years. Ah, if only I had contemplated this.Īnyway, we talked for a little while and he told me the whole thing. Now, we're pretty liberal patents, and I always figured if either of my kids was gay or whatever I could handle it easy. He said that he liked to wear girls clothes sometimes and he was sorry. I didn't even know how to start, so I just asked what was going on. He was in boy clothes sitting on his bed.
I waited a few minutes and knocked on his door asking if we could talk. He ran to his room and I could tell he was crying. I didn't know what to say, and I didn't say anything. He was wearing his sisters dress and a stuffed bra and I'm pretty sure a wig. When I came in, I saw what I thought was my 15 yr old daughter on the couch watching TV, but was shocked, or more if that's possible, when 'she' stood up and I immediately recognized that it was my 17 yr old son.
