become a drama author? your life will become a drama.

Apparently, I’m a terrible parent who is not only brainwashing my child, but should also have him taken away from me. The reason for this? I let him wear a dress.

It’s always been extremely upsetting to me how society treats feminine boys. Don’t let them cry, don’t let them dress even slightly “girly”, don’t let them stray from stereotypical gender roles or else they’ll be labelled gay, or girly. As if those are bad things to be. As if the way a person acts or dresses has any bearing whatsoever on their identity. But everything needs to be labelled, so that society feels a bit more comfortable.

My kid’s always been “girly”, whatever that means. He’s always liked wearing dresses and painting his nails. Society is so fragile it can’t stand seeing a boy expressing themselves in ways that are different from anyone else. My son saw a drag show on TV the other day and decided that’s what he wanted to do, so okay, I don’t have a problem with that. He wants to get dressed up and put on his makeup and it makes him feel pretty and happy. Apparently, that’s an issue.

Look, I know I’m a good parent, and no stranger on the internet is going to change my mind on that. Anyway, I really don’t care about the opinions of strangers. What bothers me is the opinions of his family, and that’s what this is all about. Last weekend he wanted to visit his grandma and his father in his dress, wig, and makeup. But he couldn’t. Because his father is uncomfortable. A grown-ass man has masculinity so fragile he’s offended by the clothing choices of a five-year old. I’m told that I’m the problem. I fail to see how that is, in any way, the case.

He isn’t being forced into transgender roles, despite what all my haters on the internet, and even my own family, says. He chooses all his own clothes: things that make him feel happy and comfortable. I’m not confusing him, because he knows exactly who he is, and who the fuck am I to tell him he’s wrong? Who is anybody to tell him he’s wrong? I don’t feel ashamed for forbidding toxic people from seeing him. His own family bullies him into dressing how they want him to dress, how they feel comfortable. But it’s not about them, and it’s not about me. It’s about him, and people need to understand that.

Many think that by allowing him to refuse gender norms, I’m pressuring him into homosexuality or transgenderism. I await the day when society will stop equating clothing to sexuality. Maybe my son is gay, or maybe he just likes dressing up, or maybe he’s just having fun and going through a phase. Who cares? I certainly don’t, as long as he’s happy; my only goal here is to make him feel loved and accepted. I’m not saying people are in the wrong for disagreeing with a certain clothing choice. I’m saying they’re in the wrong for allowing this disagreement to get in the way of their love for the child. Because that’s what happening here.

I love my feminine son. He’s my world, and I’d rather cut off my arm than do anything to make him feel unloved. I’m not the world’s greatest parent by any means. We all just do what we think is best, and sometimes that means butting heads with other people. But I don’t care. Other people shouldn’t, either. Because in the end, whose life is it really?

Published by featherquills

i am a misfit and a wanderer, captivated by the mysteries of the universe and the secrets of humanity.

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