Drag Me Over The Rainbow — My Intersex/Transgender Experience

It all started when I was born to the quintessential odd couple in New York City. The year was 1979; my parents were 30 years apart, my mother, 34, my father 64. The doctors held me up in front of my parents and declared, it’s a boy, while my father reportedly rejoiced and reveled in the mere fact that as a Jewish father, his only child was, according to everyone, a boy. My parents sent me to an elite preschool two blocks from our apartment, and I remember gravitating towards a circle of girls playing with dolls, and how wonderful it felt to be accepted as one of them. As time went on, I spent the majority of my time … Continue reading Drag Me Over The Rainbow — My Intersex/Transgender Experience