Some of us hear the above title and immediately think this is only for Intersex and “other”  conditions.

This will basically be a short intro as I am working on something a bit more comprehensive.

My name is Andre and presently I am 46 years of age. I was diagnosed at age 22 with Klinefelter's syndrome and was prescribed way too much (T)estosterone. My journey from there was a roller coaster of good high points in my life and some very low points. I was an angry person with everything to prove, always looking behind my back as to who would want something of me.

I am not that frightened anymore and I had changed my ways a while back when I came onto an XXY site that made me take a good hard look at myself. I decided then to be positive without my eyes closed.

Three to fours years later, I had opened my own sites and keep on bringing the message that everyone is important to someone, including themselves because that is what I had concluded with myself.

I am an open person who loves to hear for others for a good conversation. There is one thing I cannot stand is inebriated people trying to talk to me. I don't even play any game that suits their fancy as the game would not be a fair one. I love a challenge but not under the influence of anything. I did too much of that and had developed a distaste for it.

So, aside from that, I love talking to all kinds of people. I welcome any questions about anything including Klinefelter's and Intersex.

More about those later.

Andre

I would like to make my bio but I have done that so many times and in different places that I have lost the eagerness of doing so again. Instead, I would like to talk about the last couple of days. Some would see it as strife of another sort, I prefer to see all of as a learning experience and something thought provoking.

We have a neighbor here in our complex that is divorced from his wife. She lives not too far from here. Jointly, they created a wonderful son. This boy comes over here a lot as he and my daughter are good, no, best friends. There is sadness in his eyes most times, like a pain or a heart wrench. I don't think even he is aware of that. I know where it comes from.

His father loves him very much and it shows at times. He showers this boy with gifts that either was wished for or was thought of. His mother does the same in not knowing her you would think that she is struggling for his love as his father is. In the way his father talks about her makes it seem that she is certifiable.

The distinct problem is that the boy cannot take whatever gifts given to the other parents place. He goes one week to his father and the other to his mother. I often wonder if he has a home to call his own. In fact, I wonder if he has anything to call his own. His father buys him clothes in which the boy feels uncomfortable in and cannot take it with him to his mother's. This situation is sad; he has nothing to call his own...nothing. He struggles with his self worth and often tells us of things no child must go through or think. My wife and I feel for him but we are powerless...perhaps. We know that whatever changes will come from him, an inner strength called upon. We are worried about him constantly and wonder if he will ever resolve this tearing between his mother and father, both vying for his attention not realizing that they are effectively tearing him apart.

His father does not see past his rage for the woman he regrets of marrying, I wonder if he sees his son as an object to pull and push to get the father's own means. He denies the son whatever the son would like, what he is good at, all because his mother was the one that paid for the activity.

This torments me to see that, I can't even imagine the boy's thoughts.

Recently, my wife and I bought him a bear from Build a Bear Workshop. He chose it and made it and gave it life. He loves that bear from the first time he held it and he couldn't believe how much he could love something. I had tears flowing as I saw myself in this boy hugging that bear and loving it, never letting it go. We told him that this was his bear and no one could take it away, he can bring it wherever he goes...it's his.

When it came time to go to his mother's again, his father withheld the bear as he did with everything else. The boy was silent and said nothing. As my daughter was with him at the mother's house, we got a call of what had transpired. My wife and I finished our business in a neighboring town and quickly went over to the father's apartment to ask for the bear. The father was not happy to comply with my wife pleading for the bear. We explained to him that the bear belonged to the boy and that we had bought it for him. Fits of caged rage was visible as mutterings of him being manipulated rang throughout his apartment as he fetched the bear and threw it at us. No matter, said my wife, we have the bear.

We brought the bear to the boy at his mother's house and the two cried, the bear and he in their reunion. The boy never let go and neither did the bear. The quickly fell asleep with each other.

The father would not talk to us after that, this is day two. I am very angry at him for he does not see what he is doing to his son, the demands he is putting on him. In effect, he is losing him every time they are together on his weeks with him.

My rage, anger and feeling over this situation pales to what the boy must be feeling. I wish I could fix this but I have to solve it within myself that this cannot be fixed with our influence, it must come with the boy.

When will he resolve this and how will this be played? Will he be ready and how will he be affected?

Disturbingly, I don't know these answers.

www.Intersexions.org

The idea was to make a site for the French speaking population which primarily existed in France. So a member of the Google groups, that the OII run, decided to start if off by opening a forum from forumotions, a server that I had never considered. After handing this to me, I started on the graphics with the aid of a dear friend of mine, another xxy who had talent and the tools for such a task. Curtis asked to have this site in the setting of a Café. This site was called Café Intersexe.

This was a challenge for me as the entire site was French. Although I do speak and read French in my secular work, this was something a little different as it was Parisian French, a whole different ball game than from the Quebec French. But things went along smoothly and in no time was it open for conversations while the graphics and technical details were finalised.

As I was excited about this site, I had asked Curtis whether he would like the same in the English board. The answer was yes and so I started on it. This one is called Intersexions Café as I thought everyone from around the world will be convening on this one site. The graphical themes were set accordingly. Again my dear friend had helped me on some things that were out of my realm or reach even.

You know that famous shoe that drops ? It was in a form of a cement shoe in the Intersexe Café where members of that forum were quite disrespectful towards other members and the atmosphere quickly became poison. No matter how hard Curtis and I tried, the people there were insistent that prejudice was to be a part of their posts. It soon became apparent that this site would not work and so Curtis and I made steps in closing this site down. We handed it over to the trouble maker in the group and he shut it down not 5 days later due to the overwhelming responsibility that suddenly fell on his shoulders.

In a discussion, Curtis and I immediately stepped up Intersexions Café to include the most common languages such as French, Spanish and German all along that same theme. The Head Admin there, Gina, made sure that none of this nonsense in the other Café were present in the Intersexions site and it is to this day.

Presently, we are enjoying the different thoughts and conversations from all corners of the earth and I must say that site is doing very well. Curtis is ever thoughtful to give us news on what is happening around the world where Intersex is concerned and many others give their reports in a well. So we are well informed of the goings on Internationally.

It’s nice to see that we have an impact everywhere in the world, truly a feeling of belonging is to be had in www.Intersexions.org .

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