
Saw this title somewhere out on-line, and thought it could be interesting so picked it up. Itās a dual-memoir from a mother and her transgender son (just as in the title) and this narrative (actually a series of essays) shows how they went through the journey of Donald choosing to be a male when he had been born a female. (When your outside gender doesnāt match the gender you feel is true to yourself, itās called gender dissonance, I learned.) Anyway, with the Orangutanās recent announcement about the military not allowing transgender people to serve any more (*smh*), this book seemed to be pretty timely.
Donald was born a female, but knew early on in his life that he felt more comfortable and authentic as a male. As he got older, these feelings turned into a serious need, so when he was in high school, he started steps to change into a female. He was honest and open with his mother about this plan, and from Donaldās perspective, he was doing everything he could to keep his mother in the loop.
His motherās perspective, however, was that he was too young to know what he was doing, he might change in the future, and how could he do this to her so she was ālosing her daughterā? This memoir is set up as a written dialogue between mother and son, each giving her or his view on how things progressed. The interesting (and rather appalling) detail is that Donald was perfectly fine aligning his outside gender with his inside gender, but his mother comes across as one of the most selfish people on the planet.
Every single one of the motherās entries is concerned with how she is ālosing a daughterā rather than gaining a son, regardless of how this may impact her child. She refuses to use the preferred pronoun for her son, and fights him every step of the way of his transition. Itās hard to believe that someone could be this callous to someone in their family (āitās all about meā), especially when itās something as fraught with challenges as changing your whole gender identity. (And thatās all it is, really. People are just aligning their outsides with their identity. Itās not hurting anyone else.)
During this read, I was getting so annoyed with the mother in this autobiographical recounting of events. Donald was well prepared in how he approached his transition, he looped his mum in the plans before, during and after, and yet her entries only recount her ālosing a daughterā and not having control over her child any more (if she ever did).
She bemoans how there werenāt any support groups for her and other parents who, according to her, are āgrieving their lost childā. There was no mention at all of how her child was brave enough to be true to himself at an early age ā it was completely her needs that should have been addressed. Sod Donald and his needs, to be frank.
I am not a parent, nor am I a parent of a transgender child. Iām not LGBTQIA, but I am a strong LGBTQIA ally, and it really unnerved me just how unsupportive this mother was of her only child and his needs. No wonder she had such a hard time with her son transitioning ā she refused to consider his perspective, and was very resistant to using correct terms with his new identity. (Not really ānewā. He was being true to himself.)
If this book is fairly representative of how such transitions occur in lots of other families, itās pretty distressing as the child is already going through enough, if you ask me. I would hope that, by now, more families are better educated on the issue, and that the child in question can now receive the vital support that they need at this time.
On the other hand, the trans son, Donald, handled his transition like an adult and like a champ. Perhaps itās easier if youāre the one who is going on that journey as you have known your thoughts your whole life and probably have been thinking about this for a while, internally, so itās not a āsuddenā event when itās announced.
Perhaps that what Donald and his mother didnāt have was an honest communication growing up. (How could they when she refused to honor his request for a new name and gender when he was a teenager? That canāt have been a big surprise for her. Who knows, though?…)
This was a provocative read, for the most part, and covered a world with which I was not that familiar. I donāt know anyone close to me who is transgender, but I am certain that if they were, they would have my 100% support in this endeavor. So long as everyone is of age and consenting, then go for it.
Perhaps that is the strength of this book: that it shows how one family traveled along that path and comes out in the end. I must admit that the mother must be braver than I to show herself, warts and all, in this light as she shows how she would not back down on her idea of ālosing a daughterā.Ā For goodnessā sake, give your child the respect, support, and latitude to be who they are so that they can be happy. Itās not all about you all the time.
Kudos to Donald for writing about this experience. Kudos to the mother for being so honest, as well, I suppose,Ā but Iām afraid Iām more in Donaldās corner on this issue.
An interesting read overall.