When one’s identity a “disorder”…
~I have NPR on my car radio all the time, but I have to confess that I am half listening most of the time. But Wednesday afternoon as I was coming back from a service at a retirement home, thinking about all sorts of things, something about the story being broadcast caught my attention–a mom, talking about her son’s fascination with all things girly, and his desire to have a dress. When she finally took him to Tarjay to pick out a dress, she says, she had never seen him so happy. ~The story sh
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