Dear Lindsay and Cindy,
I was born in '56 myself, and I don't have much specific information to relate. I know, for example, that in nursery school I wanted to practice curtseying rather than handshakes, like the girls. And other stuff like that. And, my mother spanked and disciplined me to high heaven, although I never knew why. Later, at 5 or 6, I was ashamed of those feelings, so I believe now that I had "learned " how shameful they were...
But now I know different, but like Cindy said, I doubt how well I would have handled one of my sons being TG, about 30 years ago. For one thing, I didn't accept myself, let alone understand what it means to be trans. So I'm glad that neither did.
Back to my early signs, I:
- Wanted to dance like a ballerina;
- Wanted to join the Blue Bells, like the other first grade girls;
- played with the girls in their play kitchens in kindergarten, instead of with the boys which was scary.
It goes on. My mother spanked me so much she broke a vessel in her palm, which led her to use a paddle. For a preschool kid? Kinda weird, I think. I tried to be a more regular boy but evidently was unsuccessful since I was bullied a lot.
What else can I say? I think life was pretty difficult those days. Thankfully, it seems like people are changing. I could wish that things had been different but we all know that's not realistic. I'm just so glad to finally be coming in to my own skin and acceptance now.