And how old were you when you finally realized you weren't a bird?
I told a previous poster I still have dreams of being a bird and flying. You know, not while I'm awake. Sleeping dreams. So there will always be that lingering feeling but when awake I realize who I am and what I am. And I deal with it. Turns out walking and gardening and swimming and so on are pretty cool too.
Ok, I get it. You don't want to answer. That's ok. For the record, I asked you when you stopped believing you're a bird and you're answering you still have dreams of being a bird ... which is to say, you don't believe you're a bird. Meanwhile, you refuse to say when you stopped believing.
In my dreams I still believe. Now would you like to get back to the other question you asked me; which was what I could offer up that would be preferrable to drugging kids for later amputation of their genitals to correct their delusions that their gender at birth "was wrong". And I told you that never would drugging or amputation be acceptable in normal xx or xy children and that the solution was deep regressive therapy to correct their delusions.
Mental illness is defined by the inability to accept reality on its own terms. Amputees, like the one this boy they're drugging to eventually become, do not become the other gender. They are merely surgically deformed amputees. He will still be male. Deformed, still sad, depressed, then mutilated, but still male. And the mental angst of that realization will suddenly overtake him like a tidal wave. Then you will see suicidal tendencies: the thing you cited in utter irony as "needing to be cured by amputation and drugging".
Jesus H. Christ. Welcome to the new American Psychological Association's point of view.