My son, who my husband and I were blessed with after six years of fertility treatments, weighed 10 pounds and was 23 inches long at birth. He was and is a beautiful blessing from God.
My son, who I watched grow up as a kind, curious, loving boy, was interested in toys like Thomas the Train and Disney Cars.
My son, who even while being bullied at his public school, loved learning, loved his teachers, and still had compassion for his school mates.
My son, at the age of 11, was brainwashed by a local public school system and online groomers into thinking the awkward feelings he had about his body and his struggles with being different were due to the idea that he was really a girl.
My son, who we prayed with each night, came to believe that God had made a mistake by having him born in a boy’s body.
My son no longer believes in Jesus or in God.
My son now believes in a cultish trans ideology which he learned about online rather than believing his mom-who has all the best intentions for him based on true love.
My son, who will not consider any truth I speak to him because he has been told repeatedly by this cultish group that parents don't love trans kids, believes we will exile him from our home.
My son, who is now making up memories based on the thoughts and considerations being put there by this cult, has convinced himself that he really has loved girlish ways since he was young.
My son hates school now because he has to "hide who he really is" from his classmates because it’s a Christian school.
My son, who believes that no one will accept him the way he is, believes being female will solve all his problems.
My son hates his body and the way he looks.
My son, who is 14 years old now, shaves his legs and arms three or more times a week because he hates the male looking hair that grows there.
My son constantly wears oversize sweatshirts to hide his body, even sleeping in them in the summer heat so no one (not even his parents) sees his body.
My son cries when I try to speak to him about how he feels now.
My son, who cannot tell me exactly why he wants to be a girl, shows me propaganda such as bingo games and other stupid material, repeating what obviously he found on grooming sites.
My son - whom I love with all my heart, who I will do anything for.
My heart and soul ache to the core hearing him speak of the way he hates himself, and especially that he no longer has any faith. Please, if your son or daughter starts speaking to you about transitioning- ask them where they got the info. Ask who has introduced this to them. Then present them with the untruths which are being spread by this cult. Stop them from accessing this information and instead build a foundation on faith. If only I could go back in time and stop this madness.
And save my son.
I hear you too well. My son was similar. We rescued him from the cult, only to have him fall back into the abyss freshman year of college. At 23, he is deteriorated, his potential and his health stolen. I hold onto long term hope he may wake up someday. I hope you have a better outcome. While your son is home, I encourage you to use all leverage to expose him to the lies and divert his energy to healthy activities. I wish now I had prevented as much as possible access to social media. It's beyond criminal and sick what our culture is enabling in our precious children. My heart and my family is now broken, and I am enraged and so saddened.
I completely understand your pain . My son transitioned at 23 also went through all the same emotions towards himself and his body . It saddens me to no end to think that he too was brainwashed into this cult , it started in high school and progressed into college. I feel like I didn’t fight hard enough for him, everyone tells me it’s not my fault but I am his mom and I should have protected him from this evil ideology. I pray every day that he will come back to me . One day years back he announced to me that he was now sterile and he was happy about it , this and the use of hormones haunts me every day . I worry so much about his health and well being . This was not the vision I had for my son’s life . Kids with mental health issues are easy prey for these people pushing their agenda. I often ask why my son why his generation? I have answers but no solutions . I have cried more tears than imaginable. I have had to put it in Gods hands, it’s the only way I can handle his stolen life.