Odd One Out

the child Time was when a child would be the one to call out the trans – “Mummy, is that a man or….” Alert to difference, intent upon some truth. Is it just me or have children become less categorical? And is that a good thing? So much difference everywhere that it’s accepted? The knowing child. Why then are we so doubtful that a child can make a decision about their gender? They are vulnerable, yes. But as a child they are used to dressing-up and trying on – they know how to play, and experiment, and discover. They get their uncertainties and guilt from adults . So when that feeling comes along, that “don’t fit”, “something’s not right”, “wrong body” feeling – that dysphoria – shouldn’t we at least allow them to delay puberty until they can resolve their uncertainties? Give them time to crack the code of who they actually are? If a child doesn’t choose conformity, but chooses independence, and has the strength to be the odd one out, guilt-free, it’s time to rejoice – here comes another gender-warrior maybe, or - at least - possibility born out of impossibility.