Megathread Insane Parents of "Transgender" Kids - Parents who push a transgender identity on their children

[Chin of Campbell]

From /r/GenderCritical:

Spoiler: The Legend of Hipmom

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I don't want to spoil how this one ends. It's like Dear Zachary in progress.

This makes me want to go dust off my whoopin' stick. God help those poor kids.

 

[Trilby]

This makes me want to go dust off my whoopin' stick. God help those poor kids.

It's a shame to think how far we've come from when this was a million seller....

 

[AF 802]

It's a shame to think how far we've come from when this was a million seller....
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"From your mom's dick, of course!"

 

[Crunchy Leaf]

I wonder what's going to happen if Hipmom gets pregnant again and finally has that daughter she wants.

i could see her meeting a new guy, having a daughter, and then dumping (sorry, giving full custody) the boys on the dad

 

[Video Games]

I don't know if/how it's been modified in future editions since I read it, but American Girl had a really no-nonsense book about puberty and female bodies that was super informative to a curious and scared kid. Of course, the book refers to its subjects as "girls," so it wouldn't pass trans scrutiny.

 

[Tragi-Chan]

As well as where babies come from.

EDIT: Someone suggested a book for this woman and here's some art from it...

Spoiler: NSFW

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If I was a kid, I wouldn’t have a clue what this was about. None of this bullshit is relevant, and the cutesy rhyming, weird art and tiptoeing language just complicates matters further. Just explain how babies are made and give them all the other stuff later.

Might also want to tell them how to avoid the bad touch when some troon tries to molest them.

 

[Trilby]

If I was a kid, I wouldn’t have a clue what this was about. None of this bullshit is relevant, and the cutesy rhyming, weird art and tiptoeing language just complicates matters further. Just explain how babies are made and give them all the other stuff later.

Might also want to tell them how to avoid the bad touch when some troon tries to molest them.

I would say it's both disruptive and dangerous what they're doing here.

 

[Silence of the Troons]

This interview only reinforces my belief that one of the major reasons Amanda Jette Knox became a try-hard "true and honest lesbian happily married to a trans woman and with a trans daughter UwU" is that she has serious self-esteem issues https://www.oprahmag.com/life/a23455510/trans-family-body-confidence/

My Trans Wife and Daughter Taught Me How to Finally Love My Body
On a rare night out after having my first baby, a woman shouted out of a car window at me on a busy downtown street. “Fat cow!” she yelled, then threw her head back and laughed. I stood amongst my partner and friends, stunned into silence, as she drove away. I was in my early twenties, at my heaviest weight, and her words had hit me like a brick to my stretch-marked stomach.
A few weeks later, I took my young son to the beach for the first time, holding his hands to help him balance while he wobbled in the sand. Two college-aged guys suntanned near us. “Check out the beached whale,” one of them said loudly, staring right at me. I looked away, pretending not to hear them.
Like many bigger people, my life has been speckled with painful encounters like these. They made me ashamed of who I am, disgusted with my body, and unable to associate the word “beauty” with myself in any way.
But the way I felt, filled with shame and self-loathing, is not the way I feel today. Today, I feel stronger. I am stronger.
This shift in perspective all began five years ago, the night my eleven-year-old daughter proclaimed she was a girl.
If someone had asked me to describe my family prior to 2014, I would have proudly stated, “We’re a mom, a dad, and three boys.” But one cold Canadian evening in late February, our middle child, who had struggled for years with depression, anxiety and increasing isolation, wrote us an email to say we had gotten it all wrong. We were not raising a son, but a daughter. She needed to live as the girl she really was.
We were immediately supportive, but also worried. What did this mean for her future? A quick online search revealed countless stories of bullying, harassment and violence towards transgender people. Because of stigma and discrimination, trans youth have a higher rate of attempted suicide. Gender dysphoria, a feeling of distress many trans people experience, can further impact mental health.
My head was swimming with this new information, trying not to drown in it. For years, I didn’t know how to help this child, who was so clearly struggling. Now, she could finally explain what was hurting her. It was time for me to help her thrive and learn to love herself, but first I had to teach myself that same lesson.
I had always tried to model confidence for my children. I put on a good show, but a closer look would reveal the illusion. I stayed out of family photos and dreaded clothes shopping. I avoided mirrors and the stack of dusty weight loss books on the shelf. And under no circumstances would I set foot in a gym.
Gyms, as far I was concerned, were ruled by those with fast metabolisms. The few times I had gone to one, I felt the heat of others’ gazes. I was the big girl on the treadmill, going far slower than everyone else but breathing just as hard. I was the woman who wouldn’t do a lunge for fear of falling over, and had trouble mastering certain yoga poses because my stomach would get in the way. I hid in a stall when I got dressed in the changing room and worked out at the back of the few fitness classes I dared to try.
At the gym, I always felt like someone’s “before” picture, the one they hold up next to their “after” photo so others can gasp and comment on how far they’ve come. “Gyms aren’t for me,” I would say with an air of I’m-above-this. But what I really meant was that I didn’t belong there.
No, I was not confident, no matter what I was trying to make my daughter believe.
But, more than ever, I needed to be a true example of self-love. I had just found out I had a transgender preteen facing obstacles I couldn’t imagine. As awful as it was, no amount of name-calling or fat-shaming on the beach could compare to what she might face in her lifetime. How could I teach her to love herself unconditionally, no matter what the world might throw at her? The only way was to model it, and so I had to learn to love myself unconditionally, too.
I decided to approach my own healing the same way I would help someone else who was trying to heal from a lifetime of hurt: with patience and kindness. I promised myself that from this moment on, everything I did would be grounded in love. This included what food choices I made. There would be no negative self-talk, no guilt, no impossibly strict rules, and no declarations of failure. I would eat mindfully, to the point of feeling satiated and not overstuffed. I would do it for both pleasure and nutrition.
For the first time since childhood, there was no guilt attached to food. I felt set free.
When it came to fitness, any exercise I did would be something I enjoyed and could maintain long-term. I wouldn’t set impossibly high goals, but ease into things gently. I would work out for how it made me feel, not how it might make me look. I would try not to compare myself to others, but instead keep my fitness journey deeply personal.
I soon discovered strength training and quickly fell for it. While running was hard on my joints and not something I excelled at, lifting weights reminded me I was powerful. But no matter how good I felt, I was riddled with insecurity in the strength training classes. I was, by far, the biggest body there. I still forced myself to go, but felt out of place, wanting nothing more than to be invisible.
It would take a wake-up call to shed the last of the pain I had been carrying around my whole life.
The year after my daughter came out, my partner did, too. For 18 years, I thought I was a married to a man. That’s what she wanted the world to think. The idea of coming out as transgender terrified her. She had seen too many stories of divorce and job losses, open discrimination, and violent assaults.
But when she could no longer keep living in a role that didn’t fit, the person I knew as my husband told me she was, in fact, my wife. The news flowed through me like a wave of cold shock. Could this really be happening a second time? The make up of our family as I knew it had changed again.
My wife, Zoe, is beautiful. At six feet tall with a slim frame, chestnut brown hair, an infectious smile and impeccable fashion sense, she looks like she just stepped out of a magazine. I am smitten with her today in a way I never was before, in part because she’s no longer hiding. The real Zoe, loved and accepted for who she is, laughs more and engages with the world on a deeper level. She’s radiant, truly lovely. But she doesn’t always feel that way.
Despite everything my wife has going for her, Gender Dysphoria will sometimes still cast its dark shadow on her, leaving her incapable of seeing the beauty the rest of us see. It might be the sound of her voice one day, her frustration over having larger feet the next. At times I’ll find her in front of the mirror, agonizing over facial traits she deems too masculine.
Dysphoria, particularly early in her transition, could reduce her to tears. My daughter went through the same thing. It’s a feeling I can only relate to the discomfort I felt for so long within my own body, and even that pales in comparison to what they must be experiencing.
But despite those feelings, and despite the discrimination they face in our society, my wife and daughter continue to live their lives without apology. I have two shining examples in my home that have reshaped the way I think about beauty.
Should beauty be measured in dress size or strength of character? Is flawless skin more attractive than an authentic smile? When someone judges another for who they are, doesn’t their ugliness say far more about them than the person they’re judging?
Alexis and Zoe showed me what beauty really is. It’s strength, resiliency and authenticity. It’s nothing the media had taught me and everything the world is now showing me. They opened my eyes and empowered me.
And through them, I was able to shed the last thread of self-loathing so true, confidence could take root.
Now, at 42, after four years of exercise and mindful eating, my body has reshaped. My blood pressure is healthy, and I have an athletic heart rate. I’ve lost some weight and inches. But I’m by no means a small person. I’ve learned being fit does not always equal being thin, and I’m at peace with that. I love what my body can do and most of the time, I love the way it looks. I’ve come a long way.
Today, I’m a regular at my local gym. I walk in with confidence, greeting staff and other regulars. In an effort to normalize larger bodies, I now work out at the front of all my strength training classes, where I’m almost always the biggest person there.
I stare proudly in the full-length mirrors while I exercise, knowing I generally lift more weight than everyone else in the class. This accomplishment through regular training could not have happened if I didn’t overcome my own demons. Insecurity would have hustled me out that door before I could see what I’m capable of.
Our society’s unrealistic standard of beauty is only a standard if we all buy into it. If we challenge it, if we broaden it, we can change it.
I want to think the three women in my family are all challenging those standards in our own ways. My daughter is growing up without the need to hide who she is for a lifetime. My wife, tired of hiding for far too many years, gets up every day and lives her truth. They’re examples to all of us.
And me? Well, I’m at the front of the class, lifting heavy, breaking a sweat, and loving what I see in the mirror. Heaven help anyone who tries to bring me down. I’m reshaping society’s idea of an “after “picture, and I’m proud of it.

"Injected with affirmation" https://twitter.com/MavenOfMayhem/status/1134096147902074881

It looks like she and her true and honest wife are planning to adopt a child. If they manage to adopt one, I bet it will only be a matter of time before that kid comes out as totally trans.

 

[Brain Power]

This interview only reinforces my belief that one of the major reasons Amanda Jette Knox became a try-hard "true and honest lesbian happily married to a trans woman and with a trans daughter UwU" is that she has serious self-esteem issues https://www.oprahmag.com/life/a23455510/trans-family-body-confidence/View attachment 779427View attachment 779428
"Injected with affirmation" https://twitter.com/MavenOfMayhem/status/1134096147902074881
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It looks like she and her true and honest wife are planning to adopt a child. If they manage to adopt one, I bet it will only be a matter of time before that kid comes out as totally trans.
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"GAYYYYYY"
No matter how much you say it, you're not gay. You're married to a man, and you have a son whose life is going to be ruined in a few years because of the shit he's getting injected. How delusional is she? Aren't parents supposed to protect their children from stuff like this?

 

[Maggots on a Train v2]

https://twitter.com/TarynDeVere/status/1131301351969972224

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Poor kid, she might as well get him this:

When I was a kid, your life didn't enter a terminal death spiral until at least puberty. Oh well, if there's a crazy narc bitch gene, at least it will be pruned back a bit in the next generations.

 

[Sinner's Sandwich]

Horrible & sad story of a man in his 30s who got transed by his abusive parents as a teen. He sounds suicidal & talks about wishing to kill his parents and wants to publish something he has written about his suffering. Perhaps a suicide letter before killing his parents & himself?

r/detrans - MtF, transitioned in adolescence, "lived as a woman" for 17 years. I see no way out

453 votes and 93 comments so far on Reddit

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[CheezzyMach]

Horrible & sad story of a man in his 30s who got transed by his abusive parents as a teen. He sounds suicidal & talks about wishing to kill his parents and wants to publish something he has written about his suffering. Perhaps a suicide letter before killing his parents & himself?

r/detrans - MtF, transitioned in adolescence, "lived as a woman" for 17 years. I see no way out

453 votes and 93 comments so far on Reddit

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If he's going to kill himself I hope he kills those assholes too. Narcissist,abusive parents who hurt their kids for their own gain are one of the things that make me hope Hell is real.

 

[Smaug's Smokey Hole]

Horrible & sad story of a man in his 30s who got transed by his abusive parents as a teen. He sounds suicidal & talks about wishing to kill his parents and wants to publish something he has written about his suffering. Perhaps a suicide letter before killing his parents & himself?

r/detrans - MtF, transitioned in adolescence, "lived as a woman" for 17 years. I see no way out

453 votes and 93 comments so far on Reddit

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We will be hearing this a lot in the future when the kids of today have grown up.

but I saw clearly that my mother loved me more when she believed I was a girl

If he's going to kill himself I hope he kills those assholes too. Narcissist,abusive parents who hurt their kids for their own gain are one of the things that make me hope Hell is real.

Parents will be Menendez'd for sure.

 

[Fliddaroonie]

If he's going to kill himself I hope he kills those assholes too. Narcissist,abusive parents who hurt their kids for their own gain are one of the things that make me hope Hell is real.

I read that with a mix of complete horror and utter pity for the OP. The misery he feels and the sense of complete hopelessness which fills his life really comes across in the whole post. His Mum had element of MBP as well and I really do think this comes into play in troon supporting parents far, far more than people care to think about.

The whole thing is such a massive clusterfuck and this is going to happen more and more as the kids thrown on blockers and mutilated start to realise the repercussions of what actually happened to them and that, once they're bored of being the opposite gender they can't just go back to how they were

 

[CheezzyMach]

I read that with a mix of complete horror and utter pity for the OP. The misery he feels and the sense of complete hopelessness which fills his life really comes across in the whole post. His Mum had element of MBP as well and I really do think this comes into play in troon supporting parents far, far more than people care to think about.

The whole thing is such a massive clusterfuck and this is going to happen more and more as the kids thrown on blockers and mutilated start to realise the repercussions of what actually happened to them and that, once they're bored of being the opposite gender they can't just go back to how they were

Yeah this isn't like pretending to be gay for attention. There's no going back from this fad.

If the LGBT was smart they'd be dissuading this nonsense along with kicking out the Troons in their midst instead of encouraging it. This ticking time bomb is going to salt the earth when it goes off.

 

[Smaug's Smokey Hole]

This ticking time bomb is going to salt the earth when it goes off.

That's what TRA's and troons don't realize. People holding back their insanity and trying to regulate things into something more sane(and palatable) is just saving them from themselves in so many ways, including public perception. I can't be the only one that is starting to feel something in the vein of "fine, touch the stove, see if I care!".

 

[CheezzyMach]

That's what TRA's and troons don't realize. People holding back their insanity and trying to regulate things into something more sane(and palatable) is just saving them from themselves in so many ways, including public perception. I can't be the only one that is starting to feel something in the vein of "fine, touch the stove, see if I care!".

Remember how gay men had to fight the stereotype they were child grooming perverts for decades after the Free Love movement imploded? This shit is going to be that on steroids.

And frankly I want these fuckers scorched. They've been repeatedly warned by everyone to leave the kids and women alone and they just. keep. pushing. it. I will never not be ashamed of the British commonwealth arresting it's citizens over fucking pronouns.

Fuck I used to think you were cool Canada.

 

[Brain Power]

Horrible & sad story of a man in his 30s who got transed by his abusive parents as a teen. He sounds suicidal & talks about wishing to kill his parents and wants to publish something he has written about his suffering. Perhaps a suicide letter before killing his parents & himself?

r/detrans - MtF, transitioned in adolescence, "lived as a woman" for 17 years. I see no way out

453 votes and 93 comments so far on Reddit

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And this guy is not the only one who is in this state, but at least he was brave enough to make his case public in times like this...

 

[Larry David's Opera Cape]

I completely understand why he wants to kill his parents, but I hope instead of doing that, he sues them. Be the first one to break open that floodgate and let this fad start to die.

 

[sperginity]

Horrible & sad story of a man in his 30s who got transed by his abusive parents as a teen. He sounds suicidal & talks about wishing to kill his parents and wants to publish something he has written about his suffering. Perhaps a suicide letter before killing his parents & himself?

r/detrans - MtF, transitioned in adolescence, "lived as a woman" for 17 years. I see no way out

453 votes and 93 comments so far on Reddit

www.reddit.com

heres the text of the post in case it gets deleted

I've lived more of my life as a woman than as a boy, and never as a man. The closer I came to resembling a woman, the more grotesque the desire to do so seemed. The more I came to understand the world as an adult, the more confused I felt by the values and priorities of family and medical professionals who told me to believe I was really a girl trapped inside, in some way, but there was a way to fix me.

I guess the worst thing is realizing how much of the pressure to transition came from my mother's disgust with me as an effeminate, heterosexual male, even though she had smothered and coddled me into exactly that. I am my parents' only child. She was a hypochondriac (with some MBP) and a narcissist. She was an early adopter of both the internet and of transgender ideology. She basically diagnosed me herself because I was anorexic and wearing eyeliner and nail polish. She researched and booked appointments with a support group full of old trannies, a psychiatrist, an endocrinologist, and ultimately a surgeon when I was 18. I was learning to deal with my dysphoria on my own, but I saw clearly that my mother loved me more when she believed I was a girl, and these people she summoned ensnared me by appealing to my childhood fantasies of becoming a girl, and scared me that I would be miserable and hate myself if I didn't transition quickly.

It's not just that my body is destroyed, but that I struggle even to own this mistake as my own, and to understand it and accept it. It is my mistake, but it is also an expression of my mother's hatred and mental illness, my father's weakness and thoughtlessness, and some cruel madness in the medical community. I don't see any way to accept this body, this life. I still look like a child. But I don't feel like a child. I feel faded. My joints are weak. I don't even remember who I was before I was destroyed. My parents are getting old. I've said horrible things to them that I wish I had never said to anyone. They think I'm crazy and ungrateful and a liar. They think they are thoughtful, generous progressives. I want them to have to face what they've done. I want the transgender community and its enablers to have to look inside themselves and start telling the truth.