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Title: Mum saw me as a boy - until I asked this question
Post by: Jessica_Rose on October 10, 2025, 01:54:01 PM
Post by: Jessica_Rose on October 10, 2025, 01:54:01 PM
Mum saw me as a boy - until I asked this question
https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/world/mum-saw-me-as-a-boy-until-i-asked-this-question/ar-AA1Oe0yl?ocid=hpmsn&cvid=c1dc2b151c7e4bffb967ea07286622da&ei=108
Evie Macdonald (10 Oct 2025)
Buckled into my seatbelt after a long day at school, I couldn't wait to show Mum what I made in art class.
Soon after setting off, I pulled out the peach-coloured ring, bracelet, and necklace I'd crafted out of string and gems and beamed with pride.
Peeping up from the road, she spied the jewellery in my hand and blankly asked: 'Is it for me?'
I replied that it wasn't and she shot back: 'It's either for me or it goes out the window.'
I was eight years old and she didn't want me playing or even associating with girls' things because she thought I was a boy. But I had told her over and over again that I was a girl – and I always had been.
Snatching the jewellery off me, Mum ended up throwing them out of the window. That's when I lost my temper and shouted: 'Why can't you accept me for who I am?'
Mum paused and a deafening silence ensued. A few moments later, she turned the car around and did a few loops to look for the jewellery – to no avail.
Years later, Mum told me that my question to her was a lightbulb moment that she couldn't keep trying to suppress my trans identity. That car ride was a literal turning point for her.
Even before I had the language to explain it, I have always known I was meant to be a girl. I felt more comfortable around girls, I loved playing with dolls, and I always wanted to wear dresses...
https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/world/mum-saw-me-as-a-boy-until-i-asked-this-question/ar-AA1Oe0yl?ocid=hpmsn&cvid=c1dc2b151c7e4bffb967ea07286622da&ei=108
Evie Macdonald (10 Oct 2025)
Buckled into my seatbelt after a long day at school, I couldn't wait to show Mum what I made in art class.
Soon after setting off, I pulled out the peach-coloured ring, bracelet, and necklace I'd crafted out of string and gems and beamed with pride.
Peeping up from the road, she spied the jewellery in my hand and blankly asked: 'Is it for me?'
I replied that it wasn't and she shot back: 'It's either for me or it goes out the window.'
I was eight years old and she didn't want me playing or even associating with girls' things because she thought I was a boy. But I had told her over and over again that I was a girl – and I always had been.
Snatching the jewellery off me, Mum ended up throwing them out of the window. That's when I lost my temper and shouted: 'Why can't you accept me for who I am?'
Mum paused and a deafening silence ensued. A few moments later, she turned the car around and did a few loops to look for the jewellery – to no avail.
Years later, Mum told me that my question to her was a lightbulb moment that she couldn't keep trying to suppress my trans identity. That car ride was a literal turning point for her.
Even before I had the language to explain it, I have always known I was meant to be a girl. I felt more comfortable around girls, I loved playing with dolls, and I always wanted to wear dresses...
Title: Re: Mum saw me as a boy - until I asked this question
Post by: Allie Jayne on October 10, 2025, 07:06:26 PM
Post by: Allie Jayne on October 10, 2025, 07:06:26 PM
When I was 4 (1958) I told my mum I was a girl. She chuckled and told me I was silly because I was a boy and boys can't be girls. I continued to have dreams where I was a girl.
When I was 7 I was upset, and mum asked me what was wrong. I again told her I was a girl, but this time, there was no argument from mum. Her face was showing her concern. In that time, and in my neighbourhood, it was dangerous to be seen as anything but stereotypically straight, so, almost in tears, my mother hugged me and told me the nobody can hear what I just said or I would be in serious danger. She told me that if anyone found out, I would be taken to an asylum and shocked until I got that idea out of my head. (And this was a practice at the time).
I still dreamed I was a girl, but now everyone was chasing me to catch me and lock me up. My dreams became nightmares for the next couple of years, and it imbedded a deep fear of exposing myself in daily life. My mother and I never spoke a word about this topic ever again, but after I came out in 2019, my brother told he and my mother spoke about it often. Not being able to share this part of me with my mother through my life is one of my biggest regrets, and always makes me sad.
Hugs,
Allie
When I was 7 I was upset, and mum asked me what was wrong. I again told her I was a girl, but this time, there was no argument from mum. Her face was showing her concern. In that time, and in my neighbourhood, it was dangerous to be seen as anything but stereotypically straight, so, almost in tears, my mother hugged me and told me the nobody can hear what I just said or I would be in serious danger. She told me that if anyone found out, I would be taken to an asylum and shocked until I got that idea out of my head. (And this was a practice at the time).
I still dreamed I was a girl, but now everyone was chasing me to catch me and lock me up. My dreams became nightmares for the next couple of years, and it imbedded a deep fear of exposing myself in daily life. My mother and I never spoke a word about this topic ever again, but after I came out in 2019, my brother told he and my mother spoke about it often. Not being able to share this part of me with my mother through my life is one of my biggest regrets, and always makes me sad.
Hugs,
Allie