“How do I look, Daddy?”
“For the last time… Don’t call me Daddy… I’m your Father or Dad… Those are the preferred pronouns… and you aren’t a young lady!
“I’m confused… Don’t you think I’m beautiful?”
“Oh yeah… my sweet angel princess… Now get changed!”
“But the prom is tonight!”
“Listen… I tried playing along with this for the past four years using the excuse of covid canceling prom night but this year it is time to be honest with you. YOU CAN’T GO TO PROM. Not sure why the meds and therapy aren’t working but you are a grown man who hasn’t been in school in years. That head injury you suffered at the factory is making you believe you are a girl on the cheerleading team but it’s a never ending loop. You’ve been the same age in your mind for years but have kept feminizing yourself by growing your hair out, getting your teeth whitened, taking hormones, and completely redecorated your room to look like you are still in school. Heard their prom is tonight but this is out of hand. Time for tough love. You have 30 days to move out on your own and get a manly job!”
“… But Mom said I could go and that my date is picking me up soon!”
“Mom?! You mean my girlfriend, Courtney, who I just met a few months ago? She may be at the house right now and very often, but she isn’t your Mom.”
“But Daddy!!!! PROMMM!!”
“…. Honey, please just let HER enjoy the night. This problem MAY go away if she actually goes to prom.”
“What are you saying, Courtney?!”
ding dong
“Oh! That must be your date, princess!”
“DATE?!”
“There’s a nice couple at church who I mentioned this to and their son goes to the school that is hosting the prom. Perfect match!”