Simply living her truth
The Good Law Project shares a thinkpiece by someone who transed her child.
On 4 July, the safety and wellbeing of our child was hanging in the balance. No child should lie awake on election night fearing for their future and their right to exist, as our child did. She is simply living her truth, and no attempt to eradicate trans identity or remove her rights will change this.
That’s a good start. Yes, the election was going to determine whether her child had a right to exist or not. Genocide: yes or no; that was definitely on the ballot.
Our daughter has no recollection of living as male, as this has not reflected her lived reality for the last 10 years, since age four.
Ok stop right there. These lunatics transed their kid at age four???
I have a big advantage in this discussion because I myself was once four, so I know what it’s like.
Oh wait, so does every other adult on the planet. Most of them don’t trans their toddlers.
How did this kid know he “wasn’t a boy” but was actually “a girl in a boy’s body”?
He didn’t, because he wasn’t. He probably freaked out his parents by being more interested in girl characters in tv shows and books and by wanting to dress and look like them.
It is not a reality we, or she, would have chosen, but it is one we have come to accept and defend, because the alternative would have undoubtedly caused her harm.
Ah no, that’s where you go so wrong. It’s not “undoubtedly” at all. It’s very doubtedly indeed.
We have watched our daughter develop and thrive, through the acceptance and support of family and wider community. And, we have watched our child become increasingly anxious and fearful for her safety under Tory governance, with violence and discrimination towards trans people legitimised
Wait, what? Where is violence towards trans people legitimized? Please explain. But of course she doesn’t, she just says it and then rattles on as if it were self-evident.
The Good Law Project is not good.
Bullshit. You were deathly afraid of having a son who was gay. You’re just afraid to admit it. You’ve painted yourself (and your son) into a corner and it’s too late to put down that bucket of pink paint. There’s no way your four year old could have “come out” as trans. Either you, or someone else convinced him he was a girl. How do I know this? Because it’s impossible, that’s why. Nobody is born in the wrong body. You are incorrect to believe that they can, and it was wrong to convince your son that he had been.
Well, if men can’t become women, and boys can’t become girls, telling your son that he actually is a girl becomes a monstrous lie. If the choice is between admitting the horrible mistake that they’ve made, and the material reality of binary, immutible sex in humans, reality loses. Any suggestion otherwise is unpardonably rude, and risks destroying their whole fantasy world and their self-image as good parents and dutiful daughter. There’s your “violence.” It’s Violence 2.0.(See also Woman 2.0, and Man 2.0.) There’s your “denial of the right to exist.” The “violence” is in the exposure of the lie, not its perpetration, or in the ensuing medical consequences which have cascaded from its inception. Letting the basic truths of sex in humans be spoken without challenge is genocidal bigotry and transphobia.
Every time I read something like this, I thank entropy that my childhood was over long before Genderism infected “liberal” culture. I’m damn sure I would’ve been transed otherwise. Maybe that’s why the insanity offends me so: there but for the grace of God go I.
As a child of around 8 – 10, I would take one of my sister’s dolls to bed. It was a coping mechanism, I grew up in a household of violent arguments, my mother beating up my father (he’s where I get my pacifist streak, she the anger I have to fight to control), him walking out and being gone, sometimes for days, sometimes for months. I have vivid memories of chasing him down the street, begging him to come home.
No one thought I was trans.
No one thought I was gay (and I’m not).
No one thought that much at all about me, which is why I took “Margaret” to bed.
I have posted here before about my granddaughter wanting to transition after being sexually assaulted. I could understand why she would think being a boy may have made her safer, but knew it wasn’t the answer. Five years on and she is a 100% hetero female, as she always was, still has flashbacks and is still receiving counselling. But I know without a shadow of a doubt that she is far healthier now than she would have been had she transitioned.
She keeps away from the gender woo people these days, although her two mums still fly the QUILTBAG Flag.
That has to be one of the most chilling statements I have read in a very long time – such clearly stated truth combined with such an utter lack of self-awareness.
“It is not a reality we, or she, would have chosen, but it is one we have come to accept and defend, because the alternative would have undoubtedly caused her harm.”
I propose that what ought to be said is:
It is not a pretence we, or he, should have chosen, but it is one we have come to insist upon and defend, because the alternative would have been super awkward and far too uncomfortable for us, on his behalf.
This is performative twaddle designed to appeal to the fears and emotions of the crystal inserting woonitics.
Even if somehow a UK election was going to lead to a pogrom of trans kids, it wasn’t going to be this election. A dead man with no interest in politics could see that Labour was going to be the overwhelming victor, and since UK Labour is only slightly behind the SNP in slavish adherence to trans dogma there was never any fear for a “right to exist.”
The horror of this barely stands to be contemplated. The canard we’ve all heard, “Better a live daughter than a dead son” is just code for “Better a live daughter than a live faggot.” Holy shit is there going to be hell to pay as that kid becomes an adult. If they’ve tampered with his body, they’ve ruined his future sex life.
@Mike, gay sex is a sin anyway. If their 14 year old son has no memory of being a boy, and is not becoming very blatantly a boy now because of puberty, it’s because they’ve chemically castrated him. He can either be a eunuch who looks like a man now, or he can be a eunuch pretending to be a woman. Either way, his capacity for sexual pleasure has permanently been deleted – sin averted! It’s not a reality they would have chosen. Except they did choose it.
At 14, most of my classmates were more interested in our own lives than anything happening in politics. Some teachers would insert current events in the classroom discussion but not as indoctrination (going from my memory). A few of us paid attention if we thought any of it might be on future quiz.
This 14-year-old is supposedly living in a constant state of screaming terror due to elections? Maybe he is and his parents have really messed him up. Maybe he isn’t and this is another tall tale from the troonside, Munchie Mom division.
Hahahaha another tall tale from the troonside, Munchie Mom division. V good.
I know none of us on this site require it, but could someone please remember how much four year olds understand their sex/gender? Most of them can state their age, but have no real concept what four years old means. It’s just what Mom and Dad said they are. Most of them know they are a girl or a boy, but they don’t really know much about the differences except what Mom and Dad and society say that means. Even then, they have only the vaguest understanding. Grasping the nuances of sex and gender requires a vocabulary they don’t have yet. It requires experiences they haven’t experienced yet. It requires more than a simplistic girl = pink/dolls and boy = blue/cars.
Four year olds do not have the language, the philosophical understanding, or the mental maturity to make a decision of such long-term impact. And they shouldn’t have the need to be “special” that so many narcissistic trans teens and adults appear to have; most four year olds get a lot of attention. If they don’t get the attention they need, that is sad, and needs to be dealt with, but there are better ways than convincing them they are the opposite sex.