I did listen to what you said. The words swirled around in my head, Preventing me from going to bed. There wasn’t an answer I could give That would make you want to live A life where you could truly thrive. Answer filled with medication, Surgeries and lost sensation, All with little hesitation. It left me worried and scared. Only because I cared. Then hateful was declared. How could this be? For showing you what I see It made you want to flee. I knew something was terribly wrong; The farther you went along, You no longer felt like you belong. And this made me panic- My thoughts became manic, Creating a terrible dynamic. There were so many things I didn’t know, That happened to you not long ago They made you feel so low. In the world Where lies had swirled, And “evidence” and “science” were hurled. Like you, I had no one to turn to. I looked for what is true- And, babe, I found you. Born as you are, No need for a scar- Your body and mind just as they are. When healed and connected, No longer rejected Or left feeling neglected. You’re free to be. At last you can see- The stereotypes of society Love, Mom
"Only because I cared [but] hateful was declared." This exactly, and for me too. 💔 Thank you for your profound poem so apt for these perverse and painful parenting times of ours. Your child is fortunate to have you.
Your poem make me think in how ill prepare parents are to face these things. Maybe it should be a good idea to create a supporting classes and courses to counter all the lies of this society.
Not only are we’re ill prepared for something we knew nothing about, we were also removed as the caretakers and the parental responsibility for our children. In the eyes of others and our children.
"Only because I cared [but] hateful was declared." This exactly, and for me too. 💔 Thank you for your profound poem so apt for these perverse and painful parenting times of ours. Your child is fortunate to have you.
dealing with mental illness is a challenge
the illogic of thinking your body is an error
the self hatred of your sexual orientation
is tragic
but there should be no catering to fetish of women, of ethnicity
and certainly no catering to pedophiles
which is what the Plus is and no one should pretend otherwise
it is not progress, it is regress
Your poem make me think in how ill prepare parents are to face these things. Maybe it should be a good idea to create a supporting classes and courses to counter all the lies of this society.
excellent idea. Counter the forums often presented by WPATH & others, often at tax payer expense....
Not only are we’re ill prepared for something we knew nothing about, we were also removed as the caretakers and the parental responsibility for our children. In the eyes of others and our children.
Yes, except one of the rotton roots of the insanity is the propoganda pushed in schools from earliest grades to college.