Who Am I?

As an existential question, this is something I have asked myself more than a few times over the last year of this hard experience.

Who Am I?

As an existential question, this is something I have asked myself more than a few times over the last year of this hard experience. I am a Christian, a follower of Jesus, and what I write on this Substack reflects the worldview of someone who believes that the Bible is God’s word and that it contains everything needed to know God and follow his ways.

I am Anon - I will remain anonymous… for now. For my own sake, I wouldn’t mind sharing what I’m about to share openly, but for my daughter’s sake, this story will be told with proper anonymity as a safeguard.

I am Anon Trans Parent - the parent of a young woman who has been swept up in a social contagion that is presented as a positive life affirmation by an insidious gender cult and its deplorable and damaging ideology.

I am also Anon Transparent. While I will remain anonymous for now, I will be as transparent as I can possibly be so that what I write will be helpful to others who are on a similarly strange and excruciating journey.

My hope is that this space will serve as a repository for my sorrow while also being a place where others can find hope and encouragement. Heck, I hope that I can find some hope and encouragement in the sharing of my pain as I tell our story.

I also hope this agonizing journey will be redeemed by my daughters’ detransition in the (hopefully) near future. And I hope that she will someday read these thoughts as those of her father who loves her desperately but doesn’t always know what to do.

(As I write this, I see a red line beneath the word detransition, indicating to me that it has not yet been added to the dictionary. But “genderqueer”? No red line. The politics of word addition only swing one way, apparently… We’re in an uphill battle.)