When I was younger and developing, I would listen to others for assistance in human behaviour, I was pretty desperate to fit in, and thus I was pretty suggestible, simply because I didn’t know any better. I was and still am in many ways ignorant to social interactions, which my XXY tribe can tell you gets us labelled with Asperger’s, but that isn’t it at all. XXY. California The Climb
Regardless of how many people I get to share my life with. I always find time to be lonely. It’s not necessarily about not having anyone but about being different. XXY Mosaic. Canada .
No one told me that Testosterone might not be the ticket for some XXY’s. For some, Testosterone creates a fluid gender. One day I’m wondering what it would be like to be a woman, and the next, I am shameful, guilty and angry towards myself, wanting to rid my mind of every thought related to me being in the wrong body. XXY. Colarado,USA Just an XXY/Intersex Kind of Guy
For many years, I tried to make him like everyone else, tried to get him to do what others were doing, act like others, and speak like others. I was often impatient with him, at times even cruel when, in anger, I said hurtful things. But, in the end, I learned from him to be a better person. XXY Parent. England Living With My Son
Men with hypogonadism have been linked with a psychological condition called alexithymia. It is defined as having a difficult time conveying emotions to others as well as interpreting others’ emotions, dysfunction in personal attachment and interpersonal relations. I could see myself being diagnosed with it. XXY. Oregon, USA Logophilia
At school, I was bullied for being small, skinny and having red hair. I did learn judo. It was one of many sports and activities my mother put me in, so I could be as fit as possible. Judo gave me immense confidence. I could stand up to the bullies, and let them scrap me, knowing that every bully, no matter their size, would end up apologising, and never would attempt to scrap me again. I gained significant respect and only used martial art in defence. XXY. New Zealand In a State of Perpetual Motion
Even having been diagnosed with Klinefelter’s Syndrome, there can still be other issues and powerful emotions that some will find hard to express – to anyone. I am blessed with a loving and supportive family, yet through puberty and into adulthood, with no idea of KS, I was unable to open my feelings to them. I had physical differences, but I had something else – something so sensitive I said nothing to anyone until I was in my early fifties. XXY. United Kingdom You Are Not Alone
Too bad they didn’t know I was XXY at birth, but then it was probably for the best as ‘missing out’ has saved me from being medicalised like XXY kids of today who have no say in what happens to their bodies and are administered exogenous testosterone causing their young bodies to virilise. What I’m searching for is not to become a man or a woman; I’m happiest just being me, an XXY individual and I want to explore the many ways I can be just that. XXY. Minnesota, USA .Watching, Waiting
A little over a year ago I happened upon the Psychiatrist who had listened so intently to my plight and saw to it that I was placed in safe hands that would eventually guide and make sense of who I was, he looked at me and said “you’ve arrived” I told him I could not have achieved it without his support, he replied ” I was a tough one to understand yet he was really glad to have experienced ME” to which I replied “so was I” XXY. Australia Finding Me
I have always considered myself highly atypical of Klinefelter’s. I hit puberty in the second half of the 4th grade. By the time I was in 7th grade, I was shaving weekly. Aside from a slight learning disability in Math, I have never had any learning deficits. In fact, I was reading on a University level in the 6th grade. I also grew up with and around music. I began by playing the Alto saxophone in the 3rd grade. In 4th grade, I switched to the Trumpet. In 5th grade, I began playing the piano, and by the end of 5th grade, I added guitar to my repertoire. XXY. Atlanta, USA Walk With Me
My parents never understood me. So I would say to them, and direct to all parents of XXY boys to men: when your son acts out or seems lazy, inattentive, or has learning problems, don’t blame him. His condition that occurred when u made him, must stick with him throughout his entire life. Please treat him as normal, try to build him up, not put him down. Throughout my early life and teen years, I heard this a lot. My father beat me a lot because of this. XXY. Indiana, USA In Memory XXY. Segovia, Spain I’m a Man and a Woman
