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My son is a willing captive to the trans cult. He has a Phd from a highly respected University, yet, he doesn't work, doesn't even write. His whole life is devoted to trans issues.

We haven't spoken in years. I'm tired of being sad about him, for a while, it ate up my whole life. Now, I'm accepting that he is his own person and he loves something deadly, something I know will destroy everything I care about if it's not stopped.

People say gender ideology is confined to personal experience but it's not. It lengthens the line at my husband's urologist's office. It consumes huge amounts of government health care funding. It inflicts disabilities, infertility, even death on healthy young adults and turns people who should be at the peak of their productive lives into victims and patients who spend all of their time complaining about problems they caused for themselves, watching porn, making porn or looking in the mirror.

I can't stop my son from loving these things, Lord knows I've tried. but I can reconcile myself to the end of the relationship and move on with my life and that is what I have chosen to do. I sometimes give a passing thought to him on his birthday but I no longer dwell on any of it. I work to end this madness and consider everyone deeply entrenched in the cause of trans rights as dead and gone already.

To the parents who still love their children and hope for a reunion, please take the time to think of yourself early on in the process. Because if you don't, you will get to the end of your capacity for self-sacrifice eventually and when you do, there is no way back.

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My son also has high functioning autism and was ensnared by this cult at just 19. It began reaching its poisonous tentacles into him when he was just 13. To say I have had "Enough!" is an understatement to describe my utter heartbreak and rage as my son is being destroyed by enabled heinous malpractice. As well as an emotional mess, he also has become obese after three years of his obscene estrogen prescription. Our sick society has enabled theft of his health and potential. Tommorow is my 28th wedding anniversary. This day that was once a memory of gratitude for finding love and our hope for healthy children is tainted with profound sadness. Thankfully my daughter is not autistic and has not been captured by the absurd perversion of common sense that fuels the gender cult. Though, she, too endures "enough!" with ths loss of her close relationship with her brother and her family imploded. To the author: thank you for your clear expression of the horror. I've also reflected on the parallel with the ghastly destruction of our children and the lobotomy.

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