When you have a 17.5 year old who’s dead set on top surgery and testosterone and maybe a hysterectomy for funsies, you might feel different. Because I know a couple of parents who had exactly your attitude, but kids do eventually grow up, and you don’t stop caring about them at midnight the day of their 18th birthday.
When you have a 17.5 year old who’s dead set on top surgery and testosterone and maybe a hysterectomy for funsies, you might feel different. Because I know a couple of parents who had exactly your attitude, but kids do eventually grow up, and you don’t stop caring about them at midnight the day of their 18th birthday.
When you have a 17.5 year old who’s dead set on top surgery and testosterone and maybe a hysterectomy for funsies, you might feel different. Because I know a couple of parents who had exactly your attitude, but kids do eventually grow up, and you don’t stop caring about them at midnight the day of their 18th birthday.
Well. Never say never. I think if my adult child were truly f'd up in the head....I'd consider committing them for their own safety.