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I spent today with the teenage godchild, which was awesome. We went thrift shopping for school clothes, which was only slightly confusing as Ticky has decided their favorite color is yellow. But I'm not going to stomp on their tastes and aesthetic, so yellow it is. Many, many yellow shirts. And a black waistcoat.
We had good conversations about gender and sexuality, about how puberty sucks for everyone but especially so for female-bodied folks, and about that I completely support them being pretty sure they're a furry*, but maybe they shouldn't look for anything about that subculture until they're a grown-up. Or if they have safe search locked on. They might have even listened to me about that part; I can only hope.
*The furry thing is no surprise, as they've been saying they'd rather be a cat since they were old enough to explain that in vague toddler-ese.
We had good conversations about gender and sexuality, about how puberty sucks for everyone but especially so for female-bodied folks, and about that I completely support them being pretty sure they're a furry*, but maybe they shouldn't look for anything about that subculture until they're a grown-up. Or if they have safe search locked on. They might have even listened to me about that part; I can only hope.
*The furry thing is no surprise, as they've been saying they'd rather be a cat since they were old enough to explain that in vague toddler-ese.