I’m so sorry and I understand completely and I send you support and strength to endure this unfathomable illness in our children. I did not see this (or the pandemic) polluting our society to such a degree and breaking our families into pieces.💔
My greatest sadness is seeing my son trying to be a woman and taking hormones but in my heart I see him mentally unstable.
There is a guy at my bank, who looks just like my son and goes by Samatha and from a distance, I just want to shake him and say “Do you see how ridiculous you look and sound”. How can you truly go out in public and think people really consider you a woman?
If I’m thinking this about the guy at bank, I know everyone that sees my son is thinking the same thing. My son is mentally sick and he needs help not hormones.
I pray everyday for us parents that our Dear Lord will reach our children’s heart and help them. I’m going on 2 1/2 years of this and feel so hopeless. Prayer is all I can do. Hugs to all parents.
Thankfully (though a stretch to find any gratitude during this nightmare), my son's voice has not noticiably changed as he clings to his delusional charade enabled by virture signaling, brainwashed or despicable others . I completely empathize with the mother in this post in that I am also enduring this twisted love for my son. That said, when the author refers to the "strange woman", "vile girl" or "beloved daughter" in reference to her son, I recognize the nuances of how PITT parents metabolize the horror. I do not and will not ever think of my son as a "vile girl" or a "beloved girl" possessing him. What is possessing my son is an absurd pathetic fantasy that is in no way worthy of any label of reality. Like the author, I am unable/unwilling to untangle my love for my son from his childlike charade of his awful (an understatement) fantasy. While I am so sad for my son kidnapping himself from his one precious life, there are many days when I am sad in more visceral ways about the heartbreak and supressed rage that my husband and myself endure. We were good parents who treated our son with effortful caring since his birth, and it's beyond unjust what is inflicted on parents trapped in this relentless nightmare. The author says "I can't help but feel pride in how he has grown, despite it all. " In contrast, that I do not feel any pride in how my son has "grown up" is a source of profound pain. Since 19 when he begain ingesting his daily debilitating drugs, my now 22 year old son has done the opposite of growing up. Not surprisingly, he has regressed in unimaginable disturbing ways. Very young children have more awareness of reality than him. All this said, I do not express my thoughts here as judgement of the author. I hope the author can take in my and others reading her essay a depth of compassion that only parents can have about a beloved child who has fallen down the abyss of "gender" ideology. We are all trying to digest the undigestable -- and PITT essays help me feel less lonely in this elusive struggle.
Your story makes me sad and I feel your pain. I don't know what effect the hormones have had on my son's voice because I haven't heard it for almost three years. I wonder if I could be as understanding of him as you are of your son.
My husband tells me I am obsessed with this stuff. But it is because I will NEVER understand the power this has over our kids. They are smart, they are kind. They are GONE. Everyone says It’s a cult. But that answer just isn’t good enough for me. I just want to grab my son & say ‘who is benefitting from this, really? Because it’s not me and it’s not you.
YES!! Who is benefiting? The profiteering medical community and people in positions of power who make their claim to fame off getting our country’s youth to slowly poison themselves into submission. Shake them, indeed! I’d like to shake all of them.
CONTROL, control, control. It’s like a drug to some humans and controlling such a large amount of young vulnerable people must be rapturous for these blood sucking, evil creatures.
That’s a painful essay. I’m not so familiar with type of story, most shared are those of estrangement when they have gone this far. I’m sorry for the stress it is causing you, it truly is a horror to bear witness to this nightmare. I have to ask though, how is it that his voice has changed so much? My son is 3 years medicalized now & I have never seen him. I heard his voice briefly about 7 months ago & he sounded weird, but in more of an affected way. Like he has been training himself to sound that way for a very long time. Has your son had some kind of surgery do you think?
According to my son, guys have to train their voices because the estrogen doesn’t change them. It’s only with FtM that the testosterone deepens and changes the voice.
That’s what I thought. The author talks a lot about how her son’s voice has changed, maybe she means his words, or I have misread/misunderstood. I know my son’s words changed,& personality..from a sweet, kind, unselfish person to a complete narcissist.
This resonates with me. My daughter gave up her voice to this dream like Ariel gave up her voice to Ursula in the Little Mermaid. She can’t sing like she used to anymore. I miss her voice and her beautiful feminine self.
I hear you Mama. Our daughter is a voice and music education major. It is so sad. We don't have contact anymore, her choice. Just when I think I'm healing...I have a setback of rage or despair. This healing isn't on my timeline which makes me feel powerless.
I think that’s the way it goes. I don’t trust myself yet to re-enter the world so to speak. Still have too much anger & probably not a good idea to get triggered. I’m finding myself more physically active though, which is a good thing & helps me to feel productive (even if it’s gardening). And the exhaustion helps dissipate the rage. Next I’m going to get disciplined enough to voice my concerns to our politicians on BOTH sides. Whoever listens and/or responds will get my vote. It may not have entered their lives yet but I firmly believe it is only a matter of time unless it stops.
I feel that pain in the self-harm that is my daughter’s medicalization. And the pain of feeling disgust at her newly low voice and her stubble and my difficulty looking at her. Followed by guilt for feeling this way
Exactly me too. I became used to the voice and can kind of tolerate the tiny mustache and goatee. The final blow was seeing a picture of my daughter in public without a shirt on. What kind of mental process must it take to unlearn the years of teaching that this is a private area of your body?
Makes me sick to think of the deep mental conditioning they use to remove all sense of reality and upbringing from their lives. I would never have imagined my son would secretly take a stranger’s medication until he could get “get his own prescription”. It’s the isolation and anxiety they create in them. I’m angry at myself for not seeing how it crept into my home through the very things we thought were “educational” & “fun”. Minecraft, Pokémon, and other games that started these online groups became rabbit holes in which they fell headlong.
My heart is sad for all of us. My head is angry for all of us as well. These perpetrators and violators will NOT win! Whether our children are in our lives or not, we will always love them. They will never rob us of that.
My son still has his voice, yet has otherwise synthetically redistributed what little fat he had so as to appear female (which he truly does not, he appears more like a gargoyle). I sometimes look at an old photo of him while on the phone with him, to try to hold onto what once was. To remember that he is still in there, beneath the ruse.
A mother's love...strong, powerful, deep, real, all-consuming, never-wavering, genuine, impenetrable, indestructible, dedicated - as a mother and grandmother, I understand your unconditional feelings. Your story was well written and very heartbreaking. I cannot imagine the pain and suffering that you and all these PITT parents are having to endure. Losing the sound of your child's voice must be unbearable, how can you not hate the sound of the new voice? Witnessing the physical changes that happen when the hormone and testosterone begin to attack the once healthy body must be so cruel. What a tremendous feeling of loss, similar to grief but there is no physical death, no burial. I pray that your sweet son will return to you, that you both can heal from these evil lies. Your love for him is beautiful.
I feel your pain; deeply. And I admire your strength and fortitude. Bless your heart🙏❤️
As I’ve been saying or manifesting repeatedly, I don’t think I can handle my daughter becoming a ‘boy’ through these destructive hormones and surgeries. So I pray and I hope and I pray and I give her love day in and day out, making sure she is loved without any doubt at all. I’m praying and hoping she will desist🙏.
Thank you for sharing. I’m praying for you and for all of us.
I get it. My son, even though he's been castrated, still has his voice. He's once again cutting me off - disowning me for who I plan on voting for. He doesn't call me unless his lesbian fiance is there. I could cry reading your story - we all know those feelings. I just want my son back.
Having to care for someone else and recognize their own delusions would destroy their selfish narcissism. I wouldn’t wish children to be in that environment though.
yes, those voices.. my transgender son is speaking with "Micky mouse voice" .. but my husband names it - voice of the dead frog
🤞🙏❤
100% understand and agree! I will hold out HOPE for as long as it takes for my son's real identity to return. Hope I live that long.
I’m so sorry and I understand completely and I send you support and strength to endure this unfathomable illness in our children. I did not see this (or the pandemic) polluting our society to such a degree and breaking our families into pieces.💔
My greatest sadness is seeing my son trying to be a woman and taking hormones but in my heart I see him mentally unstable.
There is a guy at my bank, who looks just like my son and goes by Samatha and from a distance, I just want to shake him and say “Do you see how ridiculous you look and sound”. How can you truly go out in public and think people really consider you a woman?
If I’m thinking this about the guy at bank, I know everyone that sees my son is thinking the same thing. My son is mentally sick and he needs help not hormones.
I pray everyday for us parents that our Dear Lord will reach our children’s heart and help them. I’m going on 2 1/2 years of this and feel so hopeless. Prayer is all I can do. Hugs to all parents.
Thankfully (though a stretch to find any gratitude during this nightmare), my son's voice has not noticiably changed as he clings to his delusional charade enabled by virture signaling, brainwashed or despicable others . I completely empathize with the mother in this post in that I am also enduring this twisted love for my son. That said, when the author refers to the "strange woman", "vile girl" or "beloved daughter" in reference to her son, I recognize the nuances of how PITT parents metabolize the horror. I do not and will not ever think of my son as a "vile girl" or a "beloved girl" possessing him. What is possessing my son is an absurd pathetic fantasy that is in no way worthy of any label of reality. Like the author, I am unable/unwilling to untangle my love for my son from his childlike charade of his awful (an understatement) fantasy. While I am so sad for my son kidnapping himself from his one precious life, there are many days when I am sad in more visceral ways about the heartbreak and supressed rage that my husband and myself endure. We were good parents who treated our son with effortful caring since his birth, and it's beyond unjust what is inflicted on parents trapped in this relentless nightmare. The author says "I can't help but feel pride in how he has grown, despite it all. " In contrast, that I do not feel any pride in how my son has "grown up" is a source of profound pain. Since 19 when he begain ingesting his daily debilitating drugs, my now 22 year old son has done the opposite of growing up. Not surprisingly, he has regressed in unimaginable disturbing ways. Very young children have more awareness of reality than him. All this said, I do not express my thoughts here as judgement of the author. I hope the author can take in my and others reading her essay a depth of compassion that only parents can have about a beloved child who has fallen down the abyss of "gender" ideology. We are all trying to digest the undigestable -- and PITT essays help me feel less lonely in this elusive struggle.
Hugs and prayers.
Your story makes me sad and I feel your pain. I don't know what effect the hormones have had on my son's voice because I haven't heard it for almost three years. I wonder if I could be as understanding of him as you are of your son.
boys' voices are not being effected by oestrogen or any female cross sex hormones.. they are just pretending and want to sound like female
My husband tells me I am obsessed with this stuff. But it is because I will NEVER understand the power this has over our kids. They are smart, they are kind. They are GONE. Everyone says It’s a cult. But that answer just isn’t good enough for me. I just want to grab my son & say ‘who is benefitting from this, really? Because it’s not me and it’s not you.
YES!! Who is benefiting? The profiteering medical community and people in positions of power who make their claim to fame off getting our country’s youth to slowly poison themselves into submission. Shake them, indeed! I’d like to shake all of them.
CONTROL, control, control. It’s like a drug to some humans and controlling such a large amount of young vulnerable people must be rapturous for these blood sucking, evil creatures.
That’s a painful essay. I’m not so familiar with type of story, most shared are those of estrangement when they have gone this far. I’m sorry for the stress it is causing you, it truly is a horror to bear witness to this nightmare. I have to ask though, how is it that his voice has changed so much? My son is 3 years medicalized now & I have never seen him. I heard his voice briefly about 7 months ago & he sounded weird, but in more of an affected way. Like he has been training himself to sound that way for a very long time. Has your son had some kind of surgery do you think?
PS he is lucky you are still in his life
According to my son, guys have to train their voices because the estrogen doesn’t change them. It’s only with FtM that the testosterone deepens and changes the voice.
That’s what I thought. The author talks a lot about how her son’s voice has changed, maybe she means his words, or I have misread/misunderstood. I know my son’s words changed,& personality..from a sweet, kind, unselfish person to a complete narcissist.
This resonates with me. My daughter gave up her voice to this dream like Ariel gave up her voice to Ursula in the Little Mermaid. She can’t sing like she used to anymore. I miss her voice and her beautiful feminine self.
I hear you Mama. Our daughter is a voice and music education major. It is so sad. We don't have contact anymore, her choice. Just when I think I'm healing...I have a setback of rage or despair. This healing isn't on my timeline which makes me feel powerless.
I think that’s the way it goes. I don’t trust myself yet to re-enter the world so to speak. Still have too much anger & probably not a good idea to get triggered. I’m finding myself more physically active though, which is a good thing & helps me to feel productive (even if it’s gardening). And the exhaustion helps dissipate the rage. Next I’m going to get disciplined enough to voice my concerns to our politicians on BOTH sides. Whoever listens and/or responds will get my vote. It may not have entered their lives yet but I firmly believe it is only a matter of time unless it stops.
Sending you love ❤❤❤❤
I feel that pain in the self-harm that is my daughter’s medicalization. And the pain of feeling disgust at her newly low voice and her stubble and my difficulty looking at her. Followed by guilt for feeling this way
Exactly me too. I became used to the voice and can kind of tolerate the tiny mustache and goatee. The final blow was seeing a picture of my daughter in public without a shirt on. What kind of mental process must it take to unlearn the years of teaching that this is a private area of your body?
Makes me sick to think of the deep mental conditioning they use to remove all sense of reality and upbringing from their lives. I would never have imagined my son would secretly take a stranger’s medication until he could get “get his own prescription”. It’s the isolation and anxiety they create in them. I’m angry at myself for not seeing how it crept into my home through the very things we thought were “educational” & “fun”. Minecraft, Pokémon, and other games that started these online groups became rabbit holes in which they fell headlong.
My heart is sad for all of us. My head is angry for all of us as well. These perpetrators and violators will NOT win! Whether our children are in our lives or not, we will always love them. They will never rob us of that.
Agree with you 100%.😓
I so agree with you. You described my son. Sad and unbelievable at same time. God help us parents.
My son still has his voice, yet has otherwise synthetically redistributed what little fat he had so as to appear female (which he truly does not, he appears more like a gargoyle). I sometimes look at an old photo of him while on the phone with him, to try to hold onto what once was. To remember that he is still in there, beneath the ruse.
A mother's love...strong, powerful, deep, real, all-consuming, never-wavering, genuine, impenetrable, indestructible, dedicated - as a mother and grandmother, I understand your unconditional feelings. Your story was well written and very heartbreaking. I cannot imagine the pain and suffering that you and all these PITT parents are having to endure. Losing the sound of your child's voice must be unbearable, how can you not hate the sound of the new voice? Witnessing the physical changes that happen when the hormone and testosterone begin to attack the once healthy body must be so cruel. What a tremendous feeling of loss, similar to grief but there is no physical death, no burial. I pray that your sweet son will return to you, that you both can heal from these evil lies. Your love for him is beautiful.
I feel your pain; deeply. And I admire your strength and fortitude. Bless your heart🙏❤️
As I’ve been saying or manifesting repeatedly, I don’t think I can handle my daughter becoming a ‘boy’ through these destructive hormones and surgeries. So I pray and I hope and I pray and I give her love day in and day out, making sure she is loved without any doubt at all. I’m praying and hoping she will desist🙏.
Thank you for sharing. I’m praying for you and for all of us.
I get it. My son, even though he's been castrated, still has his voice. He's once again cutting me off - disowning me for who I plan on voting for. He doesn't call me unless his lesbian fiance is there. I could cry reading your story - we all know those feelings. I just want my son back.
To trans activists wanting grandkids is a mortal sin in the trans religion.
Having to care for someone else and recognize their own delusions would destroy their selfish narcissism. I wouldn’t wish children to be in that environment though.