💔 Thank you for sharing your burden and indescribable pain. I’m so sorry. I know that words can sometimes make no sense at all, I’m saying that with certainty.
I pray that God will help you to lift up your head and look to him, and that you will always remember what he has spoken to you in secret. Cling to Jesus. ❤️🩹
I HATE this death cult. I'm so sorry for you. This should never have happened. WOULD never have happened in a more s as he time. I know how devastating this is, this unambiguous loss and grief...💔🙁
My Daniel, my sonshine. I haven't seen him in 5 years, oh I still see flickers of him in the eyes of a mentally ill delusional "trans woman" but my sweet, funny, beautiful boy is gone. I don't know if I'll ever see him again but I know it will never be the same. He won't ever be able to be the man he could have been. My deepest fear is that the regret will be too much for him. I wake up every morning with the pain of losing him. I am to the point that I don't want to face another morning. I only think he might need me again someday. I'm don't know how I'm going to get through so many more years without him. 💔
I am so sorry and I feel your pain, I think we have all been through this unfortunately. I had one opportunity to talk to my son after not seeing him once in the last 2 years at his grandmother’s funeral . I totally blew it, we had a disagreement about politics and he left . I followed him to his car and he said You don’t know how hard it was for me to come here, I was so hurt that I just blurted out if it’s so hard for you to come here then dont come here anymore which I immediately regretted. I just didn’t understand why he would feel that way, I’m his mother, he should know he is welcome here anytime. I still have a pit in my stomach when I think of that moment. I wish I could take it back. I haven’t seen him since . I texted him that I was just hurt and I didn’t mean what I said, it was to late, I blew it . I understand how you have to fight every day to make an effort to get through it without hurting or crying and feeling like you want to die because somehow even though we know it’s not our fault we blame ourselves. The only solace I have is giving it to God and praying that someday he will come back. I worry about his health and well being every day, and I wonder why this is happening and I get so angry at God sometimes too, I ask why my son ? Through the tears and the pain I force myself to move on, and I think to myself, I will never be truly happy because I am dead to my son. We have to go on because they just might need us again someday. Please hang in there, as hard as it is to read these letters , they keep me believing that I’m not the crazy one. I’m writhing a poem and the first line is I’m not the enemy it’s your ideology, when it’s finished I will share with all of you.
Another tragic story of predatory adult grooming of an innocent teenager.
All I can say is, thank goodness for Jake's brother. He is your lifeline.
So many young people simply disappear without a trace. But if anything happens to Jake, you will know. And if there is any way at all for Jake to gradually waken from this nightmare, your other son is still his friend and will help him. He knows and can tell Jake that you are always and forever there to do whatever it takes to reunite your family.
All of us know your feeling. I had a friend (notice word "had") that was backing my son as well as another Band mom. Betrayal. My son is now 27, finally finishing Law School. Eloped in Dec with his biological female lesbian wife - she's exceptionally hostile to me. Yesterday I was told I'm not invited to his graduation. He cut me off when I had breast cancer. My beautiful, handsome, loving son has turned into something else
I have gone from a place of being completely distraught, to bewilderment, and have landed on anger at how similar some of our stories are. Down to Lightning McQueen. My son loved him. How could a normal little boy go from happy, good grades, well adjusted in elementary school to antisocial, atheistic, confused high schooler? My son has been on hormones for 2 1/2 years (just turned 20) and I fear for what is to come. Those who propagate this ideology were smarter than us. We didn't see it coming. BUT. We will see justice for our kids some day. Keep praying and hold on. We can't give up.
You are not alone! Only we, parents of this group, understand the pain you are feeling. I also ask myself every day what I did wrong and if I missed any signs of this dysphoria that appeared so suddenly. All the stories I read here are so similar to what we are experiencing in my home. This is proof that this is an extremely harmful social contagion. I understand that as mother, I cannot embark on this madness with my son. On the contrary, in my case, I feel that I am the point of reality to try to help my boy get out of this. I pray every day that he does not distance himself even further from me and my husband. And I pray for all the children and parents in this group 🙏🏻❤️ Stay strong, do not lose hope!
You are not alone in this. Don't give up on your Jake. He is in a cult. If you haven't read or listened to Steven Hassan please do. Keep reaching out even if no reply. His connection to you is just buried but is there. He will need you when he wakes up.
So devastated for you, mom. Did any of the professionals you encountered early on mention the Blanchard’s typology and the possibility of early-onset autogynephilia? Much rarer than the homosexual type in this age cohort but not unheard of. I hope he comes to terms with himself, and comes back to you.
You are wise to send the Amazon packages. I did something similar (via US mail, as I did have an address) and, although it was a one way street, I can tell you that it mattered. Our son estranged us for a year. And, recently, while helping him organize his apartment, I saw one of the boxes (it was being repurposed) from this time period with my handwriting on the outside.
This breaks my heart!!! There’s a special place for people like the family who groomed your son! Let it out and tell your story…keeping that anger bottled in just hurts you. I will pray for you, your family and a change in direction like no other for your son.
😢🩵🙏
Thank you for sharing your story . My trans son has cut contact with us . I miss him terribly .
💔 Thank you for sharing your burden and indescribable pain. I’m so sorry. I know that words can sometimes make no sense at all, I’m saying that with certainty.
I pray that God will help you to lift up your head and look to him, and that you will always remember what he has spoken to you in secret. Cling to Jesus. ❤️🩹
I HATE this death cult. I'm so sorry for you. This should never have happened. WOULD never have happened in a more s as he time. I know how devastating this is, this unambiguous loss and grief...💔🙁
I hate that I am in this club, but so happy there is one for me. No one else even slightly gets it.
My Daniel, my sonshine. I haven't seen him in 5 years, oh I still see flickers of him in the eyes of a mentally ill delusional "trans woman" but my sweet, funny, beautiful boy is gone. I don't know if I'll ever see him again but I know it will never be the same. He won't ever be able to be the man he could have been. My deepest fear is that the regret will be too much for him. I wake up every morning with the pain of losing him. I am to the point that I don't want to face another morning. I only think he might need me again someday. I'm don't know how I'm going to get through so many more years without him. 💔
I am so sorry and I feel your pain, I think we have all been through this unfortunately. I had one opportunity to talk to my son after not seeing him once in the last 2 years at his grandmother’s funeral . I totally blew it, we had a disagreement about politics and he left . I followed him to his car and he said You don’t know how hard it was for me to come here, I was so hurt that I just blurted out if it’s so hard for you to come here then dont come here anymore which I immediately regretted. I just didn’t understand why he would feel that way, I’m his mother, he should know he is welcome here anytime. I still have a pit in my stomach when I think of that moment. I wish I could take it back. I haven’t seen him since . I texted him that I was just hurt and I didn’t mean what I said, it was to late, I blew it . I understand how you have to fight every day to make an effort to get through it without hurting or crying and feeling like you want to die because somehow even though we know it’s not our fault we blame ourselves. The only solace I have is giving it to God and praying that someday he will come back. I worry about his health and well being every day, and I wonder why this is happening and I get so angry at God sometimes too, I ask why my son ? Through the tears and the pain I force myself to move on, and I think to myself, I will never be truly happy because I am dead to my son. We have to go on because they just might need us again someday. Please hang in there, as hard as it is to read these letters , they keep me believing that I’m not the crazy one. I’m writhing a poem and the first line is I’m not the enemy it’s your ideology, when it’s finished I will share with all of you.
Another tragic story of predatory adult grooming of an innocent teenager.
All I can say is, thank goodness for Jake's brother. He is your lifeline.
So many young people simply disappear without a trace. But if anything happens to Jake, you will know. And if there is any way at all for Jake to gradually waken from this nightmare, your other son is still his friend and will help him. He knows and can tell Jake that you are always and forever there to do whatever it takes to reunite your family.
All of us know your feeling. I had a friend (notice word "had") that was backing my son as well as another Band mom. Betrayal. My son is now 27, finally finishing Law School. Eloped in Dec with his biological female lesbian wife - she's exceptionally hostile to me. Yesterday I was told I'm not invited to his graduation. He cut me off when I had breast cancer. My beautiful, handsome, loving son has turned into something else
I have gone from a place of being completely distraught, to bewilderment, and have landed on anger at how similar some of our stories are. Down to Lightning McQueen. My son loved him. How could a normal little boy go from happy, good grades, well adjusted in elementary school to antisocial, atheistic, confused high schooler? My son has been on hormones for 2 1/2 years (just turned 20) and I fear for what is to come. Those who propagate this ideology were smarter than us. We didn't see it coming. BUT. We will see justice for our kids some day. Keep praying and hold on. We can't give up.
You are not alone! Only we, parents of this group, understand the pain you are feeling. I also ask myself every day what I did wrong and if I missed any signs of this dysphoria that appeared so suddenly. All the stories I read here are so similar to what we are experiencing in my home. This is proof that this is an extremely harmful social contagion. I understand that as mother, I cannot embark on this madness with my son. On the contrary, in my case, I feel that I am the point of reality to try to help my boy get out of this. I pray every day that he does not distance himself even further from me and my husband. And I pray for all the children and parents in this group 🙏🏻❤️ Stay strong, do not lose hope!
You are not alone in this. Don't give up on your Jake. He is in a cult. If you haven't read or listened to Steven Hassan please do. Keep reaching out even if no reply. His connection to you is just buried but is there. He will need you when he wakes up.
So devastated for you, mom. Did any of the professionals you encountered early on mention the Blanchard’s typology and the possibility of early-onset autogynephilia? Much rarer than the homosexual type in this age cohort but not unheard of. I hope he comes to terms with himself, and comes back to you.
You are wise to send the Amazon packages. I did something similar (via US mail, as I did have an address) and, although it was a one way street, I can tell you that it mattered. Our son estranged us for a year. And, recently, while helping him organize his apartment, I saw one of the boxes (it was being repurposed) from this time period with my handwriting on the outside.
❤️
This breaks my heart!!! There’s a special place for people like the family who groomed your son! Let it out and tell your story…keeping that anger bottled in just hurts you. I will pray for you, your family and a change in direction like no other for your son.
Silent tears of compassion