I first encountered a transexual (that was the term then) around 1976. My God she was a fun person to be around!! Imagine Madam at age 25 with WAY too much money.
She had a medical condition in which her body did not respond to male hormones in addition to what we would now realize is the actual psychological gender dysphoria. (I think at the time most of us assumed, her included, that the hormone problem 'caused' the gender shift, when actually, it was just a happy coincidence her body had the hormone thing when she was already female to herself, despite an 'intact' male anatomy)
She still required some surgery, although the female hormones worked very well for her as her 'on board' male hormones had no effect. Her voice never changed, and she didn't need electrolysis. Even pre-surgery she easily passed for female and had zero problems from anyone then. I even took her to a party at work and several of my co-workers danced with her. (it was a Halloween party, obviously, she had the best costume, but since we didn't tell, she didn't win)
Sadly, we've both moved several times, and as the case with so many people I lost track of pre-internet, I've never found what became of her.
As for the case cited in the OP, I hope that individual turns out as happy and well adjusted as my friend from so long ago.
She had a medical condition in which her body did not respond to male hormones in addition to what we would now realize is the actual psychological gender dysphoria. (I think at the time most of us assumed, her included, that the hormone problem 'caused' the gender shift, when actually, it was just a happy coincidence her body had the hormone thing when she was already female to herself, despite an 'intact' male anatomy)
She still required some surgery, although the female hormones worked very well for her as her 'on board' male hormones had no effect. Her voice never changed, and she didn't need electrolysis. Even pre-surgery she easily passed for female and had zero problems from anyone then. I even took her to a party at work and several of my co-workers danced with her. (it was a Halloween party, obviously, she had the best costume, but since we didn't tell, she didn't win)
Sadly, we've both moved several times, and as the case with so many people I lost track of pre-internet, I've never found what became of her.
As for the case cited in the OP, I hope that individual turns out as happy and well adjusted as my friend from so long ago.
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