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I grew up in a world where there was absolutely no doubt about gender roles, and gender roles were seriously enforced.
I don’t know if I fit in badly because — my being very sickly — my mother dressed me as a boy, because she was convinced my legs being exposed to the air would make me ill. So, I was wearing pants from the moment I got outside. And because clothes are important to mom, she didn’t do what other moms did in the situation and put a skirt over it, because “that’s crazy.”
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Published on January 17, 2019 10:14