Beautifully written, Jamie. I’m not a great swimmer, but I’ll dog paddle as long as I must. My son drowned in this; for his sake, I want to pull as many out of this tide as I can. I tried to make this same point with my son - that same sex attraction does not equate with “born in the wrong body.” Thanks for your continued eloquent fight - it helps me and I’m sure, many others. Whenever I’m exhausted and clinging to the edge of the pool ready to get out and towel off for good, something I read or hear from you or one of your compatriots encourages me to just get through one more length, one more lap. Eventually, it will all end up in crossing an entire ocean. Maybe I’ll even be lucky enough to find my son again waiting on the opposite shore.
Dear Jamie and all here at the Courage Coalition: I just want you to know that you all give me courage to try again (and again) to keep on with the fight. While when it comes to swimming, I never got further than the dog paddle, I figure, just do what you can, do something, anything, but keep speaking up. As the old saying goes, many hands make light work. The important thing is to keep on paddling. Thank you for your courage, your inspiration, your eloquence, and your beautiful heart.
"It's a world where "lesbian" and "gay" aren't dirty words, replaced by trendy new labels designed to obscure the reality of same-sex attraction." It was bad enough when psychiatry called us deviant, but the trans cult slimed us!
Wonderful analogy to the swim. It is so incredibly peaceful to swim alone. But you are right. And I have been contemplating what is my goal with this? As the mom? Who needs to remain stable and present for the rest of her family as well as for my child if she ever Wakes up from this cult. How do I want to proceed? Now that I have spent two full years researching as much as I can about the who what where when and why. Part of me wants to go back to school to get a degree in social psychology because I do find all of this fascinating. But I don’t think I could make it through the woke programs. They would toss me pretty quickly.
Beautifully written, Jamie. I’m not a great swimmer, but I’ll dog paddle as long as I must. My son drowned in this; for his sake, I want to pull as many out of this tide as I can. I tried to make this same point with my son - that same sex attraction does not equate with “born in the wrong body.” Thanks for your continued eloquent fight - it helps me and I’m sure, many others. Whenever I’m exhausted and clinging to the edge of the pool ready to get out and towel off for good, something I read or hear from you or one of your compatriots encourages me to just get through one more length, one more lap. Eventually, it will all end up in crossing an entire ocean. Maybe I’ll even be lucky enough to find my son again waiting on the opposite shore.
Dear Jamie and all here at the Courage Coalition: I just want you to know that you all give me courage to try again (and again) to keep on with the fight. While when it comes to swimming, I never got further than the dog paddle, I figure, just do what you can, do something, anything, but keep speaking up. As the old saying goes, many hands make light work. The important thing is to keep on paddling. Thank you for your courage, your inspiration, your eloquence, and your beautiful heart.
I’m a swimmer and love the metaphor.
You have opened many eyes. Keep swimming.
Love this metaphor.
"It's a world where "lesbian" and "gay" aren't dirty words, replaced by trendy new labels designed to obscure the reality of same-sex attraction." It was bad enough when psychiatry called us deviant, but the trans cult slimed us!
Beautifully written.
Wonderful analogy to the swim. It is so incredibly peaceful to swim alone. But you are right. And I have been contemplating what is my goal with this? As the mom? Who needs to remain stable and present for the rest of her family as well as for my child if she ever Wakes up from this cult. How do I want to proceed? Now that I have spent two full years researching as much as I can about the who what where when and why. Part of me wants to go back to school to get a degree in social psychology because I do find all of this fascinating. But I don’t think I could make it through the woke programs. They would toss me pretty quickly.
Jamie, it was such a pleasure to meet you in Colorado recently. Thank you for fighting so hard for the kids.
Beautiful essay. Shame to break the spell with that typo: "the ones I was"