I, like you, are one of the parents discarded by our kids. My son called me a transphobe when I tried, gently, to point out that it wasn't possible to change sex, that anything he did was purely cosmetic. He angrily said that he thought I was 'better than that'. My crime was to find it almost impossible to call him by his new name. These…
I, like you, are one of the parents discarded by our kids. My son called me a transphobe when I tried, gently, to point out that it wasn't possible to change sex, that anything he did was purely cosmetic. He angrily said that he thought I was 'better than that'. My crime was to find it almost impossible to call him by his new name. These kids discard their birth names like a snake discarding its skin. Somehow they think it will be easy for us, their parents. This is the selfishness of the cult. Anyone who speaks the truth is vile, transphobic. We're not. We love our kids even when they have disappeared from our lives.
I, like you, are one of the parents discarded by our kids. My son called me a transphobe when I tried, gently, to point out that it wasn't possible to change sex, that anything he did was purely cosmetic. He angrily said that he thought I was 'better than that'. My crime was to find it almost impossible to call him by his new name. These kids discard their birth names like a snake discarding its skin. Somehow they think it will be easy for us, their parents. This is the selfishness of the cult. Anyone who speaks the truth is vile, transphobic. We're not. We love our kids even when they have disappeared from our lives.