The thing you ordered came. You cut the tape and pried up the flaps. Set to pull out your purchase piece by well-advertised piece. Packaged so well You can’t even tell what’s under all that wrapping. What happens when you find that “satisfaction guaranteed” Did not mean
When my son was 17 he wanted so badly to have friends that he agreed to start taking Abilify for his Aspergers. The drug was marketed to him off-label (not legal), even tho the makers of the drug had paid a half billion dollar fine five years prior for illegally marketing Abilify.
Five years later and four more pshrink drugs and his brain was so scrambled he put a gun to his head and pulled the trigger.
It's all good, though. (sarcasm mode: 'on') When I spoke to his pshrink after his death I had one thing to say to her. "The drugs that you had him on, that his father wanted so badly for him to be on, they didn't work so good did they?" And her response was that she could arrange to have our insurance co-pays refunded if we were unhappy with the treatment he'd received.
Yes, what happens when the dream doesn't work out?
I think it was helena@lacroicsz that spoke about how many people are lost-stuck in their trans identities. They won't necessarily become detransitioners. Too many changes to turn back? Many factors--yet they wish they hadn't gone down this route in the first place.
Isn't it interesting that the same people who tell severely obese children to not worry about their obesity because "everyBody is beautiful" force people to affirm teens' delusional beliefs that they were born in the "wrong bodies" and were given "wrong" names and that teens must feel suicidal if someone addresses them by their biologically and grammatically correct pronouns, or if their parents are "deadnaming" them because their anime names have no meaning? Using pronouns that delusional teens adore does nothing from what your chosen poem says. Instead, it betrays, poisons them with fake love, nourishes an illness and makes it difficult, sometimes impossible, to heal.
Those who rush kids to lock in an identity with drugs and surgeries will not be there for them if things don't go well or if regret surfaces. They gave them what they wanted at the time. The parents are concerned with the long-term health and well-being of their kids, others not so much.
That’s the hard part for us parents, I think. We are the ones who have to watch our damaged children return void from their stollen dreams. We will, of course, be there to pick them up and brush them off. But there are no guarantees how they will fare in the end.
Yes indeed. It may be hard for them to thrive after they see what caught them up in it and the bodily damage they must now live with. And they may see that our dreams were stollen too. Hard stuff.
If you are JARIP, I was going to respond to your initial comment with this: Just because I think my child is making a terrible mistake and being exploited by people who are greedy for attention and/or money doesn’t mean I don’t love her. Nor does it mean I’m not here for her. But regardless of what happens, for better or worse, nothing will ever be as it was before. All of us have to come to grips with that eventually. That’s what I’m trying to express in my poem.
I hope that "Delete me now" is not JARIP from earlier on this post. If you are not and are willing to learn from the "polar opposites," here are are few reality checks of your delusional perception of the real world:
1. "You thought you had one, and surprise! you had something else." If I gave birth to a daughter, nothing in this world could make her into a son. She can change her name and pronouns, she can mutilate herself, poison her body with opposite-sex hormones, and create life-long dependency on drugs, but she cannot change her DNA, which means that no matter how long and how desperately she tries to chase her delusional dream she could never achieve it.
2. As a mother who loves her daughter, it's my duty to tell her the truth, even when it causes her to hate me for now. I do, we all hope that our warnings will stop our children from permanently destroying their bodies, or at least postponing medical treatments until the gender-affirming medicine is finally debunked as horrific medical mistreatment similar, if not worse, than Josef Mengele's experiments. And it will happen sooner or later, but with 100% certainty. If not, she knows that she will be welcomed and loved even in her disfigured body and injured mind.
3. At 13, at 17, at 27, and at their 30th, some people don't know what they are doing. The "First do no harm" used to protect people who don't know what they do from making self-harming decisions. If doctors replaced this principle with "First make more money" it doesn't mean that parents should do the same.
3. The trans ideology is a cult. You are either one of the victims of this cult, or a predator preying on voluntary children and mentally ill young adults. If you are a victim, we are here to help you to get out of the cult. If you are a predator, AngryMamaBear is not the only one here to have a very strong opinion about what these predators deserve. So, I suggest you to follow your own advice and "Ask yourself which version of yourself do you want to be, and start there."
It will take a while to process the wealth of free speech you have uttered here. 😊. I will probably write an essay on my Substack rather than continue in comments. However, I’d like to address your comments about this being just an echo chamber and the people here not caring about me. It’s unfair to assume that this is the only thing we read. I myself joined a trans Reddit to try to learn. I was blocked for making a suggestion that was unacceptable to…whoever. So much for MY free speech there. I disagree with many people here on many points. And I am not going to just take someone’s advice or accept a perspective without consideration and discussion with people I trust. Fortunately I have that community too—small though it be. Even so, I do feel a sense of community with people here because we share a common grief. Most of us, I think, recognize that we are at different points in the grief process. So yes, there will be raw anger from people sometimes. (It certainly shows up in my writings.) And people may suggest things that I think are inappropriate—or just impossible. But I still feel where they’re coming from because I have felt something very like it. I do care about the people here, and I feel that they empathize with me as well because of shared experience.
When my son was 17 he wanted so badly to have friends that he agreed to start taking Abilify for his Aspergers. The drug was marketed to him off-label (not legal), even tho the makers of the drug had paid a half billion dollar fine five years prior for illegally marketing Abilify.
Five years later and four more pshrink drugs and his brain was so scrambled he put a gun to his head and pulled the trigger.
It's all good, though. (sarcasm mode: 'on') When I spoke to his pshrink after his death I had one thing to say to her. "The drugs that you had him on, that his father wanted so badly for him to be on, they didn't work so good did they?" And her response was that she could arrange to have our insurance co-pays refunded if we were unhappy with the treatment he'd received.
These people are, seriously, demons.
A healthy, timely warning! That “All that glitters IS NOT gold.”
Thank you. Sad but true. Once the box is opened…
exactly! thank you.
Ingenious writing. We PITT parents and allies get it right away.
God Bless.
Great poem!
Yes, what happens when the dream doesn't work out?
I think it was helena@lacroicsz that spoke about how many people are lost-stuck in their trans identities. They won't necessarily become detransitioners. Too many changes to turn back? Many factors--yet they wish they hadn't gone down this route in the first place.
Helena was formerly a moderator on r/detrans.
Thank you. I invite you to visit my Substack to see my other writings, mostly poems on my journey through this experience.
It's so true! This poem should be a mandatory reading for all high school freshmen.
Isn't it interesting that the same people who tell severely obese children to not worry about their obesity because "everyBody is beautiful" force people to affirm teens' delusional beliefs that they were born in the "wrong bodies" and were given "wrong" names and that teens must feel suicidal if someone addresses them by their biologically and grammatically correct pronouns, or if their parents are "deadnaming" them because their anime names have no meaning? Using pronouns that delusional teens adore does nothing from what your chosen poem says. Instead, it betrays, poisons them with fake love, nourishes an illness and makes it difficult, sometimes impossible, to heal.
Such a troll, JARIP. Go, and get help.
Great poem. I wish this stuff could be more public.
Thanks, I hope you’ll visit my Substack and see my other writings.
Those who rush kids to lock in an identity with drugs and surgeries will not be there for them if things don't go well or if regret surfaces. They gave them what they wanted at the time. The parents are concerned with the long-term health and well-being of their kids, others not so much.
That’s the hard part for us parents, I think. We are the ones who have to watch our damaged children return void from their stollen dreams. We will, of course, be there to pick them up and brush them off. But there are no guarantees how they will fare in the end.
Yes indeed. It may be hard for them to thrive after they see what caught them up in it and the bodily damage they must now live with. And they may see that our dreams were stollen too. Hard stuff.
Just remember the Prodigal Son. Be there for them when they finally come to themselves.
“Delete me now” Just shut up! You’re like a demanding toddler! Me, me, me pay attention to me! You should have been told NO more often.
I didn’t delete anything.
If you are JARIP, I was going to respond to your initial comment with this: Just because I think my child is making a terrible mistake and being exploited by people who are greedy for attention and/or money doesn’t mean I don’t love her. Nor does it mean I’m not here for her. But regardless of what happens, for better or worse, nothing will ever be as it was before. All of us have to come to grips with that eventually. That’s what I’m trying to express in my poem.
I hope that "Delete me now" is not JARIP from earlier on this post. If you are not and are willing to learn from the "polar opposites," here are are few reality checks of your delusional perception of the real world:
1. "You thought you had one, and surprise! you had something else." If I gave birth to a daughter, nothing in this world could make her into a son. She can change her name and pronouns, she can mutilate herself, poison her body with opposite-sex hormones, and create life-long dependency on drugs, but she cannot change her DNA, which means that no matter how long and how desperately she tries to chase her delusional dream she could never achieve it.
2. As a mother who loves her daughter, it's my duty to tell her the truth, even when it causes her to hate me for now. I do, we all hope that our warnings will stop our children from permanently destroying their bodies, or at least postponing medical treatments until the gender-affirming medicine is finally debunked as horrific medical mistreatment similar, if not worse, than Josef Mengele's experiments. And it will happen sooner or later, but with 100% certainty. If not, she knows that she will be welcomed and loved even in her disfigured body and injured mind.
3. At 13, at 17, at 27, and at their 30th, some people don't know what they are doing. The "First do no harm" used to protect people who don't know what they do from making self-harming decisions. If doctors replaced this principle with "First make more money" it doesn't mean that parents should do the same.
3. The trans ideology is a cult. You are either one of the victims of this cult, or a predator preying on voluntary children and mentally ill young adults. If you are a victim, we are here to help you to get out of the cult. If you are a predator, AngryMamaBear is not the only one here to have a very strong opinion about what these predators deserve. So, I suggest you to follow your own advice and "Ask yourself which version of yourself do you want to be, and start there."
It will take a while to process the wealth of free speech you have uttered here. 😊. I will probably write an essay on my Substack rather than continue in comments. However, I’d like to address your comments about this being just an echo chamber and the people here not caring about me. It’s unfair to assume that this is the only thing we read. I myself joined a trans Reddit to try to learn. I was blocked for making a suggestion that was unacceptable to…whoever. So much for MY free speech there. I disagree with many people here on many points. And I am not going to just take someone’s advice or accept a perspective without consideration and discussion with people I trust. Fortunately I have that community too—small though it be. Even so, I do feel a sense of community with people here because we share a common grief. Most of us, I think, recognize that we are at different points in the grief process. So yes, there will be raw anger from people sometimes. (It certainly shows up in my writings.) And people may suggest things that I think are inappropriate—or just impossible. But I still feel where they’re coming from because I have felt something very like it. I do care about the people here, and I feel that they empathize with me as well because of shared experience.
Reference please.
Is this from some gnostic writing?
Bless the gnostics; they keep things interesting.