Jaron Seth Bloshinsky / Jazz Jennings / I Am Jazz - Puberty Blockers: Not Even Once

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Oh, I did forget the one 'funny highlight' (it's actually only funny in a 'shoot me' way, but I still laughed...) The musician that was Jazz's songwriting partner for the song she (the songwriter) worked super hard on before Jazz had a breakdown over it and didn't end up performing said something like "of course it's fine if you feel too overwhelmed to perform the song tonight, I'm just happy you're being honest about your feelings and practicing self-care, because I'd never want you to put too much pressure on yourself... have you ever heard of spoon theory?"

OH HELL NO.

(The songwriter then explains it, they discuss it for a bit, and Jazz (on v/o) says "it's great she's so understanding, and spoon theory totally explains so much about the last few years and how I'm feeling right now - hopefully in the future, I can go back and finish the song when I have more spoons") and you could see he was buying 'spoon theory' 100% as a credible metric and I WAS DYING, because a Jazz armed with Munchie words is probably going to be even less mature (if that's possible)... if he starts dropping "I don't have enough spoons for this!" from now on (and $1 million says he does) it's going to get old quick, but for now, my two favourite threads have officially crossed over! (I've always suspected Jazz is at least somewhat a victim of MbP, but I wasn't expecting such an obvious crossover between the top two things that are guaranteed to make my eyes roll... transgender kids and 'spoon theory.'

I mostly only follow this thread, the Munchausen's by internet thread, and 'insane parents of transgender kids' which this thread spun off from on KF... so a Jazz/munchie crossover with fucking 'spoon theory' treated as if it's a legitimate and fact-based thing and not just a stupid and OTT way for stupid and OTT people to describe the ups and downs of normal life is like my Christmas. My work often involves 'translating' very complicated concepts into easy-to-understand language. 'Spoon theory' does the exact opposite - when someone says "I've only got a few spoons left in me right now, I'm really struggling today" it actually makes everything less clear, because how the hell do you help or treat a person who is 'out of spoons?'

Meanwhile, everyone on the planet (not just trans people, not just Munchies, and not just people with real chronic illnesses) has good days and bad days, and can understand and generally empathise/offer appropriate support when someone they care about says "I feel really tired/ sick/ depressed/ anxious today, and it's making it hard for me to be productive and I'd honestly rather not go to the big event tonight, I just don't feel like I've got the energy to get through it," because that's plain English. That is actionable information. "I can't do x or y today, I'm all out of spoons"? What the hell is anyone supposed to take from that? (can you tell I HATE spoon theory and spoonies? It's the opposite of what effective communication requires... words that actually mean something, that lead to the people involved in a conversation (or the writer/reader) both ending up with a roughly accurate shared understanding of what the problem 'issue' actually is...

Ha, didn't realise quite how much I hate spoon theory until now, I just can't stand people who use it and expect me to understand and just magically have help for them when they say shit like 'let's say that on a normal day I have 12 spoons, today I feel like I only have two left" - okay, but what's the reason for that? What is the actual problem? Do these idiots always have to be so special and unique they can't be 'feeling a bit down lately' or 'I'm just stressed, I feel like I'm getting behind at work' or 'I'm completely furious with my mother-in-law,' all things most humans can relate to and hopefully help the 'sufferer' through... "I'm just all out of spoons today, okay?" is such a copout, you know that 99% of the time this is a person who has really embraced the perpetual victim role... Because literally no one can help you if your problem is "not enough spoons" (not unless they make a lucky guess, anyway - so why not just tell them what's actually wrong, and not make people who love you worry and feel helpless because of the lack of information?) while most decent people can and will form a helpful response to "I'm just very tired/stressed/anxious/unwell, it's been a rough few days."

Spoon theory.... I have a chronic illness and this shit is why I've walked out of every support group that's been suggested to me, we're not five-year-olds, and these people make us all look bad with their ridiculous whining about how doctors and nurses 'still aren't taking my [illness] seriously enough' when instead of describing actual symptoms during these doctor and ER visits, they insist on talking in fucking spoons. 'Spoons' are not an accurate or meaningful measurement of anything except whether someone loves to play the victim, I swear...
 
First post - I'll try to get the hang of it as I go.
I think I've read or at least scanned most of the posts on here and 'insane parents of transgender kids' and I don't think I've seen this mentioned before in regards to Jeannette's motivation and what started this whole horror show. My theory comes from a recent experience of a family member giving birth to identical twins. There is an extraordinary amount of attention paid to the expectant mother when pregnant with twins. Once the twins are born, the attention quickly transitions (hah) away from the mother and on to the babies. For an attention whore like Jeanette, being pregnant with the twins was probably the best time of her life. When pregnant with Jaron, she was unable to obtain that same "high". I think it was a family member or friend who was a psychologist who first suggested to her that Jaron might be trans due to his feminine preferences. I think she latched on to this idea and never looked back when she realized the attention she could get from it. I don't think she, as it has been suggested, just wanted a girly girl and Ari didn't deliver. I also don't think it is because she couldn't accept that he just might be gay. I think, while she didn't start out as MBP, after all she didn't try to harm the other kids, she has acquired it in the sense that she got addicted to attention she received when pregnant with the twins and was chasing that high.
 
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I'm going to be busy as fuck these next two weeks so @Mako_Spark if you want to take over with my episode commentary, go for it. I really enjoy your insightful longposts.

Jeanette gives me manic munchie Schofield vibes. She obsesses over Jazz too much. Notice how Jazz constantly mentions his family over and over again in everything involved with him even though he's biologically almost a grown adult. It's creepy as shit.
 
I'm going to be busy as fuck these next two weeks so @Mako_Spark if you want to take over with my episode commentary, go for it. I really enjoy your insightful longposts.

Jeanette gives me manic munchie Schofield vibes. She obsesses over Jazz too much. Notice how Jazz constantly mentions his family over and over again in everything involved with him even though he's biologically almost a grown adult. It's creepy as shit.

It's not weird necessarily to have a tight-knit family (my siblings are some of my best friends) but having the family's entire dynamic revolve around the genitalia of one of its members definitely is.
 
It's not weird necessarily to have a tight-knit family (my siblings are some of my best friends) but having the family's entire dynamic revolve around the genitalia of one of its members definitely is.

I agree about being tight-knit--i'm also very close with my family. But Jazz never mentions or vocally thanks friends or doctors or other forms of support in his life. In every interview, he always mentions how great his family is. The family plasters itself everywhere like the Duggars or other reality cult families. It gives the impression of Jazz being lonely as fuck and trapped with his family all the time.
 
And his family's trapped with him and Jeanette: did anyone ask Ari how she feels about Jazz's plan to one day use her as a surrogate mother for his kid before he announced it? There must be a hell of a lot of pressure on her to agree, too, when their life's all on TV or leaked online, Jazz will try to crybully her into it, and Jeanette had him sterilised so he doesn't have many other options (though he could adopt instead, or find a surrogate who wants to volunteer). The whole thing's deeply creepy.
 
And his family's trapped with him and Jeanette: did anyone ask Ari how she feels about Jazz's plan to one day use her as a surrogate mother for his kid before he announced it? There must be a hell of a lot of pressure on her to agree, too, when their life's all on TV or leaked online, Jazz will try to crybully her into it, and Jeanette had him sterilised so he doesn't have many other options (though he could adopt instead, or find a surrogate who wants to volunteer). The whole thing's deeply creepy.
I don't think Ari and Jazz took that plan as seriously as we do on here. It seemed like an off the cuff joke to me, though who knows what Jazz (read: Jeanette) will want down the line.
 
Wow! I haven't watched Jazz in quite awhile and it's horrifying to see him go down so far. I do agree with a poster here who said Jeanette should be murdered. I'm ok with it, always have been. She is the worst excuse for mother, (outside of Amy's life journey), that I've seen on film to date.

I've tried really hard to be on Jazz's side and to like him, but he's 18 now and has to make some adult decisions to take control of his own life. He should never ever see Jeanette again, that's no. 1, and then get off TV and try to rebuild a normal life. But what do I know? *sigh*
 
And his family's trapped with him and Jeanette: did anyone ask Ari how she feels about Jazz's plan to one day use her as a surrogate mother for his kid before he announced it? There must be a hell of a lot of pressure on her to agree, too, when their life's all on TV or leaked online, Jazz will try to crybully her into it, and Jeanette had him sterilised so he doesn't have many other options (though he could adopt instead, or find a surrogate who wants to volunteer). The whole thing's deeply creepy.
My theory is that jeannette just sorta says that so she doesn't feel bad about sterilizing one of her kids. Jeannette only seems to see people as tools to get what she wants, Ari's refusal or inability to reproduce on behalf of jazz has probably never crossed her mind.

I really doubt jazz will ever possess the maturity needed to want a baby. A baby is hard to get when you're sterile, but extra hard to get when you're sterile and asexual (very low chance of a romantic partner to lend support). Throw in Jazz's mental illness and there is no real chance of getting a baby without some amy ramadan level shady shit.

I am eager to see if the stunted emotional maturity and asexuality is ubiquitous in "trans girls" who were medically transitioned in childhood. I suspect that it is. As gross as this whole experiment on children is, there will at least be some neat data coming out of it.
 
I am eager to see if the stunted emotional maturity and asexuality is ubiquitous in "trans girls" who were medically transitioned in childhood.

If?? We already know that's the case. Grown men lose their libido and sexual function on grnha agonists (troon activists call it puberty blockers). These drugs are used to CASTRATE sex offenders. Estrogen does similar things although not in the same amount.

Boys who had their sexual maturation prevented via strong drugs pre-puberty will never be able to experience sexual feelings later let alone orgasms or erections - which is exactly WHY they are given puberty preventing drugs. Trans activists claim that not only their bodies masculinizing but also erections & male sexual feelings are traumatizing & stressful. According to them : No puberty = No problems.

That's why I don't get how much Jazz and his family care about him getting orgasms. Uhm, hello?? You gave him drugs so that he doesn't have puberty & male sexual maturation. But suddenly orgasms are soooo important although they did everything to stop his body from ever being able to get them. You can't pick & chose which side effects you want and which you don't.

These people are dumb as horseshit.
 
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I'm going to be busy as fuck these next two weeks so @Mako_Spark if you want to take over with my episode commentary, go for it. I really enjoy your insightful longposts.

Jeanette gives me manic munchie Schofield vibes. She obsesses over Jazz too much. Notice how Jazz constantly mentions his family over and over again in everything involved with him even though he's biologically almost a grown adult. It's creepy as shit.
Will do - I don't think my recaps can hold a candle to yours, but I'll try my best!

And agreed on the family thing - I have an unusually (as it turns out - growing up I didn't know how lucky I was) loving, tight-knit family and we'd all do anything for each other, I genuinely enjoy spending time with my parents and brothers, they're all interesting and smart and opinionated and funny as hell, and then we add wine! (it's the same with our entire extended clan on both sides - not a 'creepy uncle' or 'meddling aunt' among them, lots of different personalties and interests but when we're all together it is always a PARTY). But we all have our own lives, and thinking back to Jazz's age (and the twins, and Ari) I was (naturally) pretty focused on getting out of my parent's house, out of my home town and into the big wide world (and I did - moved into my own place interstate at 17 and then halfway across the world at 21.)

I love my parents, but they did their job right, because I haven't needed them as an adult (not to say I don't appreciate all their help over the years, like mum coming to stay the first couple months after my son was born to teach me how to keep a baby alive, for example, or my parents basically taking over childcare for me when I was seriously ill for a month or so last year - but I could have afforded paid 'help' if they weren't willing and available.) My brothers and I have very different personalities and careers and life stories so far but I think my parents can rightly say we're all good, decent humans who are self-sufficient, contributing members of society... and that's success.

What Jeanette clearly can't accept is that being a parent is basically the only type of love where the end goal is for you to happily live apart. (Think about it: romantic love? You want to meet your 'forever' person and be with them, forever. Friend love? Ideally friendships deepen over time, when friends drift apart it's usually because something has gone awry with the relationship or circumstances have made it just too hard. Pet love? You couldn't make me give my dog up for a million dollars. Parenting is completely different - the objective is to get your kids to where they're able to separate from you and launch their own lives, and be happy and successful (and good people) when they do it; ideally, your kids will know the nest is always there (and I've absolutely had friends move back in with their parents for some TLC after a nasty divorce, or when money was just too tight, or while recovering from an injury or illness) but it's always only temporary - and that's unique to parenting. It is a different type of love and you can't lose sight of the very different end goal: your child living away from you and hopefully, not really needing you (at least for anything material/practical - of course, hopefully your children can always take it as a given that you love them) and ideally, your grown-up kids will be happy to spend 'enough' time with you, whatever that means - as an expat I knew parents who had grown accustomed to only seeing their child/grandkids once every two or even every five or ten years, but I also knew parents who had moved closer to their kids once there were grandkids in the mix so they could see them (and help with childcare) multiple times a week... different strokes for different folks.

The Bloshinsky dynamic is weird because it's so focused on Jazz, and arguably, on Jazz+Jeanette - every other relationship seems to have taken a backseat (and I mean way, way back...) and it's just all Jazz, all the time. Sure, in my family there have been times that everyone's needed to rally around one person (an uncle had his 'bucket list' we all helped him complete before he died from cancer, an aunt is going through chemo now and we're all on the visits-and-meals team, a cousin had anorexia, and before she died just shy of 100 my nana was the most visited-person in her nursing home by a mile... to everything there is a season, and my family takes, well, family very seriously.)

I just can't imagine living in a family where one child is always 'in need,' but half the time that need is questionable (i.e. the two-second 'panic attacks') and if I was one the siblings I'd have been so out of there long ago... probably not 'never to return,' but the endless Jazz this, Jazz that, Jazz, Jazz, Jazz, Jazz, Jazz has to drive them nuts (I know quite a few people with profoundly disabled siblings, and that's no picnic growing up, but at least there's no element of doubt - the sibling obviously needs much more care than them, and I've never heard any of them say 'I think my parents love me less than my disabled brother," but definitely "I know my brother has and will always need so much more than me, but I still needed things as a kid, and sometimes my parents were so preoccupied with my sibling they just didn't seem to notice that."

Jeanette is so focused on Jazz it's not healthy at all, and as mentioned above, the whole family's seeming enjoyment of regular chats about genitals and sex and orgasms (specifically, Jazz's) is really not normal... there is something fun about growing up and being able to share the odd dirty joke or double entendre with your parents, but I know (because one night we had too much wine and tested them!) my parents have never really had a clue about our sex lives... they were completely wrong on our respective ages (and people) for first crush, first kiss, first 'boyfriend/girlfriend,' first time, etc... but they knew all of our 'first heartbreaks' and 'worst heartbreaks' and were right about 'the one that got away' for all of us... because I think it's way more normal (and appropriate) for a teenager/20-something to talk about a shitty break-up with their sympathetic parents than to announce "guess who just gave their first-ever blow job!" (Call me old-fashioned...)

Wine also helped a conversation my parents still claim not to remember/deny ever happened... even in a very happy family like mine siblings always know who's the favorite. Of course they know, I can't remember becoming aware of it, it just always was... In my family I was daddy's girl, my older brother was mum's golden child, and my younger brother was just adored by all... and with enough to drink on one vacation (we were teenagers in a tiny town in Slovakia somewhere, so no one cared that we were drinking) we got them to admit "okay, sure, we may have favorites... but you have to understand, we love you all the same. You're individuals with personalities, so naturally, maybe we connect a little more easily with one personality than another... probably all parents like one of their children a little more than the others, but you know we love you all the same, and there's nothing we wouldn't do for any of you... if one of your children is a little harder to understand, you just try a little harder to understand them."

It drives us nuts that they insist we're all remembering wrong and they'd never have admitted to such a thing (I think they were much drunker than us kids that night, all relative amateurs irrationally worried about 'getting caught') because I don't see any shame in their "confession," it was both very obviously the truth and also completely reasonable and really quite lovely, when you think about it... because I can see that my mum tries really hard to understand me even though she's always had an easier time with my brothers (and there was a major shift when I became a mother myself, because suddenly I understood so many previously 'difficult' things about her) while my dad and I practically have our own language, but he makes a point to check in often with my recently-married little brother and be available if he needs counsel, and to meet my older brother for a drink or a lunch every few weeks or so where my brother can just unload (he hates his current job, he's sure his girlfriend is the one but worried she'll regret settling down young - they've been together five years, but she's nine years younger) My parents have favorites and we all know it, but they don't just pay attention to the favorite and ignore the others... they consciously try harder with the others. The Bloshinsky's? Fucked.

(I had written out a whole imaginary conversation between Ari, Sander and Griffen about favoritism because I thought it was funny... then I realised I'd like at least some of you to still imagine I have a life besides hating on Jeanette, so I've stored it away... maybe another day when I'm drunk-posting.)
 
Even by clingy parent-child standards, Jazz's dynamics with his family is creepy and weird. Not to PL but I grew up witnessing the heavy amount of clinginess that exists in Italian households within my extended family. In many of these, the child never left the parent's side even after they grew up, especially if it was the golden son of the family. But with that said, they were still functioning adults with independence--they just chose to incorporate their parents with them out of love. One of my golden boy cousins got married and has his own place and willingly chose to live directly around the block from his parents. He sees them every weekend and does nothing but do fun things with them, especially now that he's a parent with children of his own in fostering a relationship with new grandparents.

It's okay to be clingy and loving towards your parents as an adult. Different families have different levels of emotional intimacy. But the way Jazz composes himself in relation to his family comes across as VERY stunted, special-needs stunted. Jeanette is pretty much his secret service agent, constantly tailing him and attacking anyone who dares to sniff improperly at her little angel. Jazz has no other forms of support and no other connections to foster his growth into an adult. Sometimes, people are born isolated and only ever have their folks looking out for them. But Jazz is different. It has so many Gypsy Blanchard levels of infantilization and cult-like mentalities that to dissect it painstakingly would probably take hours.

If you love your mom, give her a hug. And thank god that she isn't Jeanette.
 
I normally like to do a supplementary recap with funny highlights to @Alto's original but this episode just didn't have much that you could laugh about. It's all just so incredibly sad. I honestly wonder if Jazz's crazy stress and panic reactions and bizarre 'copes' (crying, literally unable to recall/voice the words of the song he'd written, "oh a dark closet, good I can hide here" - it was literally 'trapped in the closet' for old South Park fans) were because he either consciously realises it's all been a horrible mistake for him and he doesn't want to 'succeed' and raise the money so Noelle can get mutilated the same way, or his subconscious is screaming it at him and his aware self is just spinning out doing everything it can to drown out the noise... I really think he's becoming somewhat aware, and all this anxiety/self-sabotage is serving a purpose for him...

I've seen it before with friends and family, the body/mind finds a way to say NO, NO NO NO NO NO THIS IS NOT OK ANYMORE and eventually there's a breakdown and (with appropriate help and support, which sadly I don't see Jazz getting) the person finally comes to terms with what every cell of their body is trying to tell them... maybe I'm just too optimistic, but Jazz's 'anxiety' appeared every time he had to do something towards making Noelle's fundraiser work... something in him is screaming 'I don't want (even my shitty, jealous, depressing, 'frenemy') friend to go through the same torture and regret I'm going through,' and you can see it, it's visceral, it's in his bones... I hope.

Also - this episode isn't just sad, it's rage-inducing... Jazz is clearly not okay. We know he's not a good actor. His panic and stress is real. So fuck the producers of the show for 'creating more drama' by having 'Peppermint' the drag queen agree to host the fundraiser, then pull out at the last minute (sending Jazz into a genuine spiral) and then SURPRISE! he showed up on the day... I know television, I know the industry, the producers would have set all that up just to create some drama for the show (and as I said, jazz is a shit actor, I don't believe he was 'in' on the plan one bit, his meltdown was real - which is fine when you're dealing with adults who know what kind of crazy manipulation they're in for when they sign up for 'The Bachelor' or whatever, but Jazz is not well, he is mentally fragile, he is 18 but for all intents and purposes he is still mentally a child... fuck them, seriously. It was a stupid and dangerous thing to do given Jazz's current mental state and it just proves no one gives a shit about this kid and they are actively encouraging the breakdown we're seeing in his mental health for ratings... I've been in 'the industry' a long time and honestly, this 'storyline' made my blood boil. So irresponsible...

The kid is not okay. He's clearly reckoning with some big realisations, and he has no healthy coping mechanisms... it's become a horror show.

(I won't even get into straight men and women appropriating drag for the fundraiser when Noelle actively dislikes drag because he (correctly) thinks it often makes a mockery of real women... and as for the 'performances' - walking up and down a catwalk, no singing, no dancing, not even lip synching... WTF?) Also as a Bowie fan, Jazz's aborted original song about 'a person from the stars who comes to earth to say your biological sex doesn't matter, do whatever you feel expresses your true self even if that means taking things normally associated with the opposite gender, it's 2020 and we're all free to do that!' - Jazz, David Bowie was about 50 years ahead of you with the same message, and a million times more talented... literally, there's 'Starman,' and 'Ziggy Stardust' (from Mars) and at least a half-dozen songs of his with pretty much the same themes I can think of off the top of my head... how could he not know about David Bowie, who helped make 'gender-bending' more acceptable to the mainstream and even something of a trend? Does Jazz honestly think he's the chosen one and no one has come before him with practically identical ideas? Argh!
A lot of troons hate David Bowie because when he was coked out of his mind in the mid seventies, he said some crazy Nazi shit. Obviously he apologized for it and openly opposed those things in all the years following, but we all know how troons and their ilk feel about apologies. Copying his shit and pretending he never existed is very on-brand for troons. See also: the widely accepted lie that a couple of granny trannies started Stonewall, when neither of those two people were even at the club when the police showed up. Basically, if a GNC person did something cool fifty or more years ago, troons are happy to revise history to steal the credit. It's nothing new.

As an aside, semper fidelis for these summaries. I tried watching the show, and I just can't-- not because it's troon shit, but because TLC garbage makes me retch. I don't see how so many middle-aged moms can watch this circus freak show thinly veiled with faux-inspirational messaging. At least when we make fun of freaks, we're up front about it being what we're doing here. No one's running around pretending Kiwi Farms "reveals" "inspiring" stories about "unique" people, the way TLC does.
 
So as it turns out, I am much less busy today than expected. So with that said, I have time to recap yet another totally-not-making me consider drinking bleach-episode. Huzzah.

EPISODE 7

-Jazz is busy freaking out outside after his stupid ribbon bracelet thing tore during his drag show performance. He paces around like a nut even though it was barely a big deal. Jeanette of course goes after him to get him to calm the fuck down. Jazz screeches at the slightest bit of comfort, further demonstrating that he has no idea how to interact and cope like a normal human being. It comes across as yet another tantrum.
-Noelle's mom and Jeanette perform in the show. Once again, neither are dressed in proper drag attire. They should be dressed like men and instead they look like massively terrifying makeup abominations.
-Jazz gets his head out of his ass and comes back on stage. Noelle makes some sappy speech. He pats himself on the back like a smugfuck.
-These fuckers raised seventeen thousand dollars, not enough to cover the whole surgery but still. What a waste of money. Starving kids could have ate with that money.
-Holy shit, the show is taking the time to focus on Ari and the twins for once. They're going out for drinks together. They comment on Jazz being a fucking basketcase. Gdi Ari is so quiet and sweet. Jeanette never pays her any mind and that infuriates me. Anyway, the twins say that Jazz needs to toughen the fuck up.
-Someone donated a shit-ton of money to cover the rest of Noelle's surgery. Again, starving kids. Noelle still looks like he barely tolerates Jazz's existence.
-Jojo doesn't want the top surgery anymore. Jazz thinks based grandma is responsible. Jojo wants bottom surgery instead. Noelle tells them to do it ASAP. The kid is sooo young. I'm so angry.
-Jazz considers wearing a FUCKING TYE-DYE DRESS to graduation. He has to make a valedictorian speech for his stupid-ass virtual school. This is so re.tarded it's not even funny.
-Jazz goes with his grandparents to buy clothes, Jeanette tailing him as usual. Doesn't help that Jazz is ballooning more and more with each passing day. This should be good. Jazz struts out in various outfits. Jesus, his shoulders are huge.
-Jazz is working on his graduation speech. Predictably, he starts freaking out about it even though it has already been approved by the school. Jeanette and Greg stare in horror and awe as Jazz sits there and flips his shit. I have a hunch that if you were to blink at Jazz the wrong way, he would freak out.
-Jojo and Based Grandma go to see a therapist because why not? The poor lady needs another beatdown for daring to want her grandchild to be an adult before destroying their genitals. Jojo's terrible mom shames Based Grandma for being cis. She's run out of patience with her.
-OKAY HOLY SHIT SO Based Grandma brings up the fact that the surgery is life-altering and that you could look down and be like "holy shit, what did I do?". She's 100% correct. Stupid therapist claims that in her 45 years of working, she's never seen a trans person react that way following the surgery. BUUUUULLLLSHIIIIIIT. Even legit grown adult trans people regret the surgery. THIS IS SO FUCKING ASEDFGHFDSASDFGFDSSDFGFDSDFSGD
-Of course they bully Based Grandma. Jojo: "You said that this is not all about me and it kind of is!" Lovely. They have that classic entitlement gig going on now. I legit want to turn this off right now.
-Awful Mom applauds Jojo standing up to Based Grandma. Based Grandma tries to explain that she cares about Jojo. "When you're in pain, I'm in pain", therefore it is not all about Jojo. Jojo doesn't give a shit even when Based Grandma starts tearing up. I fucking hate this show. This is worse than seven holocausts.
-Jazz gathers the family together because he needs to talk to them. LOL uh oh. Jazz sits there like a disheveled nut explaining how much he's been having breakdowns lately. He gives a big speech about what an uwu sensitive bean he is as if the rest of the world isn't. Here we goooo
-Yep. Jazz breaks down in tears in front of them, snotting and weeping like a lost twelve year old reading a bad review on their Steven Universe fanfic. Jazz says that everything is such a struggle and that he feels that he's been slipping away. Gee, wonder why? Couldn't be the constant surgical complications and mutilations, nosiree. Literally none of them know how to react to him breaking down like this.
-What a cop-out. Jazz then segues into how he wants to focus on all the joy in his life with his family. He's going to change his stupid graduation speech to reflect who he is. This entire scene was all to, of course, make the moment about him with some schmaltzy drama for the show. Everyone coos and fusses over Jazz. Jazz's tears and breakdown were legit though. This is obv more than being about some stupid speech. The fucker is unraveling.
-LOL Grandpa wants Jazz to see professional help and take some fucking medication. He's correct. Jeanette tells him to shut the fuck up.
-Jazz has to cobble together the speech mere hours before graduation starts. He sits there crying with his face in his hands.
-Realtalk, I'm out of fucks to give.
I've mentioned before that I've suffered from real crippling depression and anxiety. But the last thing I've ever done with them is have tantruming breakdowns over complete non-issues the way Jazz has. I'd go seek help and look for ways to not be coddled and encouraged into that kind of broken lifestyle.
I would have more sympathy if Jazz would just up and say "I'm suicidally depressed because I cut my dick off and I regret it" but that won't happen. No one will state the obvious and the cycle will continue. What if the other kids were this upset? I highly doubt anyone would fuss over them. How does Jeanette know that Ari or the twins don't want to kill themselves right now? She doesn't. She doesn't give two fucks if anyone other than her golden child is struggling. Meanwhile, Jazz will never learn how to cope or be a functioning human being and it is going to get worse from here. FUCK this family. Fuck Jeanette. Fuck Greg. Fuck Jazz's therapist for not forcing him to go to his sessions and not doping his ass up with meds to help. Fuck the surgeons for doing this to him. Fuck TLC for exploiting it. Fuck the media for letting it happen. Fuck them all. This is the worst fucking show I've ever seen. EVER.
-Anyway, everyone hugs Jazz, continues to coo over him, and babies him while he struggles to get a speech out. Holy shit, Jazz is scream-sobbing.
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Truly the face of trans children everywhere. Hope it was worth it.
-He heads off to his graduation. Again, this is for VIRTUAL HIGH SCHOOL. The speech that Jazz managed to Frankenstein together is typical sappy bullshit. The show treats this like a big beautiful moment. I may vomit.
-Fuck this. I'm done. This episode broke me. I'm so angry. SO ANGRY. And tired. This was fun at first. But now I feel drained. I haven't been filled with this much disgust and pity in such a long time. I'm legit busy next week so if any of you sadfucks want to finish this opus of dread, go ahead.
-NEXT WEEK: Season finale. Jazz won't go to therapy. He sees some psychic woo shit. Noelle goes in for his surgery. Jazz freaks out some more about Harvard.

I'm dead.
 
Holy shit that garish trans flag mortarboard with a crappy little pretty princess tiara glued on top, what a joke. Who the fuck thought that was a good idea for a young adult to wear to graduation, Jeanette I'm guessing? This is like a perfect representation of Jazz's exploitation in one single image - tacky symbols of troonery and stereotypical ideas of femininity forced onto a crying, unstable little boy.
 
Grandpa wants Jazz to see professional help and take some fucking medication. He's correct. Jeanette tells him to shut the fuck up.
Based Grandma brings up the fact that the surgery is life-altering and that you could look down and be like "holy shit, what did I do?". She's 100% correct. Stupid therapist claims that in her 45 years of working, she's never seen a trans person react that way following the surgery.
The TLC producers are keeping all this footage in the show so that the audience has someone to relate to, the rest are insane people and enablers. I swear that the majority of viewers are hate watching. Elderly people know that what the activists claim cannot possibly be true, because no one was killing themselves over being in "the wrong body" until very recently.

I wonder what based grandma did to end up with such a cunty daughter, so hell bent on neutering her own kid, and also totally unwilling to tolerate any disagreement. Its weird.

I think TLC donated the remainder of the noelle money so that the fundraiser wouldn't be a failure. Jazz is getting so unstable that he might have killed himself over it.

edit: I watched some of the episode to see jazz freaking out, and jesus christ, he needs to be admitted somewhere. He just sits there bawling over nothing. The big talk with family sounded like, to me, that he can't be what jeannette wants him to be (an inspirational activist trans person), that inside he is extremely distressed. He knows that jeannette only loves him so long as he is what she wants him to be. Jeannette says in a voice over interview that the depression and anxiety are unrelated to being transgender, but surprise! those are side effects of puberty blockers. She also seems reluctant to take jazz to therapy. Most narcissistic mothers are, because they fear the therapist blaming them for their children's problems.
 
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-Holy shit, the show is taking the time to focus on Ari and the twins for once. They're going out for drinks together. They comment on Jazz being a fucking basketcase. Gdi Ari is so quiet and sweet. Jeanette never pays her any mind and that infuriates me. Anyway, the twins say that Jazz needs to toughen the fuck up.

Even though the other kids definitely are more neglected, I'm sure none of them would want to be Jeannette's "golden child". I wonder if they're also meant to be stand-ins for some of the viewership.

I think TLC donated the remainder of the noelle money so that the fundraiser wouldn't be a failure. Jazz is getting so unstable that he might have killed himself over it.

...Considering what TLC let slide with Honey Boo Boo's family, I almost wonder if setting things up for Jazz to do something extreme like attempt suicide has crossed the producers' minds at any point.
 
First post - I'll try to get the hang of it as I go.
I think I've read or at least scanned most of the posts on here and 'insane parents of transgender kids' and I don't think I've seen this mentioned before in regards to Jeannette's motivation and what started this whole horror show. My theory comes from a recent experience of a family member giving birth to identical twins. There is an extraordinary amount of attention paid to the expectant mother when pregnant with twins. Once the twins are born, the attention quickly transitions (hah) away from the mother and on to the babies. For an attention whore like Jeanette, being pregnant with the twins was probably the best time of her life. When pregnant with Jaron, she was unable to obtain that same "high". I think it was a family member or friend who was a psychologist who first suggested to her that Jaron might be trans due to his feminine preferences. I think she latched on to this idea and never looked back when she realized the attention she could get from it. I don't think she, as it has been suggested, just wanted a girly girl and Ari didn't deliver. I also don't think it is because she couldn't accept that he just might be gay. I think, while she didn't start out as MBP, after all she didn't try to harm the other kids, she has acquired it in the sense that she got addicted to attention she received when pregnant with the twins and was chasing that high.
I get what you’re saying, but I think with cases like this it’s a mistake to attribute this kind of Frankenstein abuse to any one thing as the sole culprit. You don’t just go from “seemingly normal family” to “miss the attention from being pregnant with twins” to “cut my youngest son’s cock off” without several intermediate steps and previous warning signs.

The more I read about the Jennings, the more I’m reminded of Ernest Hemingway’s childhood. He too had a narcissistic mother who always dreamed of having twin girls, and when she didn’t get that she started dressing up Ernest and parading him around as a girl, held his sister back a grade so she could send them to school together as twin girls.

The biggest difference between him and Jazz being that Ernest could still go through puberty so eventually his mother had to drop the charade and put him back in school as a boy, and Ernest eventually became a fully independent adult who could cut that crazy bitch out of his life completely.
 
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