Gender Identification is a very sensitive subject to approach, regardless of age. Typically, sexual fantasies begin bloom around the time a child begins puberty and continues until, typically, there is a "love of life" that takes place.
A PERSONAL STORY:
When I was sixteen, I hung out with a gang of so-called friends. The gang, all boys (surfer types) and me and my sister went for the "to be" week-long "over-nighter." We shared bunks, but slept in our clothes, because the apartment where we stayed was too small for all the kids. There was no parental supervision. The apartment was under the ownership of Miles' parents, both excellent pediatric and gynacologic doctors. As a matter of fact, Miles' father was my doctor ever since I was in kindergarten.
Well, my first night I shared a bunk with Miles. As the sun rose, he had a hard-on (giggle giggle) and he pulled it out of his pants and showed me. "Touch it!" he said, kind of laughing.
With my index finger I touched it and it FLOPPED! But, according to the rumors Miles started spreading, "She gives a great hand job."
I was upset when all the guys started laughing, so I left the apartment and spent the next couple of nights in the house of another surfer and his family. I became good friends with his sister. Miles knew I was upset, and as I felt I had over-extended my welcome at the family's house, I went back to the apartment. All the kids were drinking beer, but I went and sat alone in the front bedroom.
Miles came in, "Can we talk?"
"Okay," I said, kind of still upset with him, my "good" friend.
"I have to tell you something. You see, me and [another guy friend] did something with each other. Do you know what that makes me?" and he started to cry.
I hugged him.
"Can I kiss you?" he asked, shyly.
"Okay," I said, and we went together into the other room, after he stopped crying, and had a quiet beer together.
So when it came time that we got our class rings, Miles asked me to trade, just to wear each others' for a little while. I said OK. He had a really pretty one - his parents were both doctors, remember? Came the time to return the rings to each other, he said "I'm sorry, I lost yours."
I thought to myself, "Sure, Miles," then he added, "Ya wanna keep mine?"
"No, Miles," I said.
"Then, I'll give you some money," he said and I thought, "PERFECT DERFECT!" I needed cigarettes.
So where do broken hearts begin? At the beginning, middle or end of "puberty?" For there is always the "fear of inadequacy," "the fear of [the worst possible hurt] a broken heart, knowing a broken or shattered heart will always leave a scar...it never heals."
Under the influence of the Bee Gee's, in those days:
But, now I am a Mormon and the Church absolutely forbids pre-marital sex or lewd behaviors. Fortunately, my "hand job" sin was wiped clean when I was baptized, else, says the Bishop, "He took advantage of you [and your innocense]."
So, after my worst ever broken heart, I purchased Donny Osmond's album: "The Soundtrack of My Life." I especially love the songs, "Don't Give Up [you still have love]" and "Survivor."
"Hate" is the core cause of INSANITY. Hate of a SITUATION (non-personal "noun") is sometimes a NATURAL REACTION that should stimulate your more COMPOSITIONED thinking. It is TOO MUCH HATE of a [personal "noun" or "pronoun"], and especially then trying to "cover it up," that causes PEOPLE to become INSANE. People DRIVE THEMSELVES literally "crazy." So, HAUTE? You HATE, eh? What is the status of your MENTAL HEALTH? Maybe you can ANSWER that question YOURSELF, if you are SANE ENOUGH.
If you are a "Hautie Patautie," and you think your poop ain't never P.U., THINK AGAIN! You are what you Poop, HEALfully speaking...as it is POOP that determines your INTERNAL HEALTH. It is a gauge, and any and every doctor knows it. For example:
Loose Poop: A fast flush of TOXINS, but don't it BURN?
P.U.eee Poop: You got a gaseous intestinal tract...too much air (head, air head)...
OK - Maybe not great, but possible P.U. DOG SHIT...
Healthy - DARK SOLID...plenty of iron and SOLID RIDDING OF GARBAGE...GOOD.
GREEN POOP: Yes, it's possible...this way, when GREEN it is also EDIBLE in case of DIRE EMERGENCY.
Got your EMERGENCY FOOD, HAUTIES?
Really, you ARE WHAT YOU EAT, or WHAT YOU CONSUME INTO THE TEMPLE WHICH IS YOUR BODY. There really is a MEDICAL (or ANTI-MEDICAL) purpose for everything that can be possibly consummed. The key is HEALTHY BALANCE and PROPER SUPPLEMENTING - each to HIS/HER own NATURAL body (unless you are a Robot, HAUTE). You a ROBHAUTE?
For example: I am a Mormon, but I drink CAFE AU LAIT, light and sweet. I am prohibited from the Temple Building, but PRIORITIES, ya know? Without a bod, I won't ever be able to go to the Temple Building, anyway. For me, Light & Sweet smoothly and without agitation stimulates the healthy flush from my natural detoxification, which takes place, typically, daily. It "warms my tummy." It gives me a little "perk" to start THINKING my way out of the remnants of NIGHTMARE CITY. It stimulates my day, a little, as opposed to drugging "speed." And, truth, it is LESS EXPENSIVE to stay HEALTHY and to NATURALLY HEAL, even if supplement seems to cost a lot of money...but, what is the cost of HOSPITALIZATION & SURGERIES? MY key is BALANCE...TOO MUCH OF A GOOD THING IS NO GOOD AT ALL (strict Vegans or strict Beef Eaters). With good balance, MY body HEALS from a day's TRAUMA due to consumptions...BEE cause, I never OVER-INDULGE.
Think TIDES and RAINBOWS...perhaps a god, ZEUS. See a RAINBOW, it is UH HUE, not AH hue and not EH hue. It is UH Hue. "U" = UNION, or HOLY MATRIMONY...what's a PRIORITY on PROPER PEOPLE'S MINDS? You figure it out...well, DUH, what should it be, PREDATORS? More than ONE or FROM MANY ONE? Does a RAINBOW have ONE HUE, OR SINGULAR, PLURAL HUE (X - [KZ = king zeus])...back to Tides and Rainbows.
Everyone should at least be able to KNOW Cloud Types, in order to PREDICT with at least SOME ACCURACY when a storm is coming and WHEN TO "TAKE COVER" and TURN YOUR EMERGENCY RADIO ON. Besides, predicting from Clouds is FUN. You can also WATCH NATURE. Surely, the BIRDS & THE BEES know when to HIGH TAIL IT OUT OF whereever!
So SWALLOW (don't gulp...not proper)...UH HUE? OR HUME OR? Hu ME? OR Swallow, ENUNCIATING SILENTLY "HUE MORE"...More RAINBOWS. More ARRAYS OF COLOURS of the SELF. Voila, a CLUE to NATURAL "METABOLIZATION" of Food, which NUTRITIONALIZES your Body (if nutritious) and STIUMLATES a HEALTHY IMMUNE SYSTEM...REMEMBER: TOO MUCH OF A GOOD THING IS NO GOOD AT ALL! [Includes TASTE BUDS].
EVERY ADULT should know ENOUGH NUTRITION to READ LABELS PROPERLY & INTELLIGENTLY and know WHEN TO SUPPLEMENT food, or your DAY(?), for proper Balance. Learn the NUTRITION PYRAMID and learn what you SHOULD add, whet you CAN add and what NOT TO ADD for HEALTHY, "DAILY" nutrition.
What the VooDoo - Do Voo - Do Do'z Will Discover: You CAHNT HAHT (Can't Heart) a VOODOO DOLL...got your DOLLIES, VooDoo Artists? Puh-haps a Little Heaut[haute?]? Well, Do Unto Others as you would have GOD do unto you!
You can HAVE your NIGHTMARE, NAZIS!