Shiftless2
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I remember when my son was in 1st grade -- that was the year we finally understood he was trans, and began his social transition (name and pronouns mostly). He's always been a super bright kid, but he had also always struggled with his reading. He lagged behind the other kids for some reason, and just wasn't able to concentrate long enough to know how to sound out the words.
There were other things happening, too: he was super squirrelly on the rug during circle time and could never seem to sit still. When it was time to line up (boys over here, girls over here), the sweet thing would just go and hide somewhere instead. He didn't want to line up with the girls, but he knew he'd be kicked out of the boys line if he lined up there where he felt he belonged. So he'd just hide instead.
Breaks my heart, honestly.
I won't retell the entire story of "how I figured it out", but it eventually all clicked for me: after YEARS of him trying to get me to SEE him for his authentic self, I finally got it. He wasn't a "tomboy". He was a BOY. And the sooner ....
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