In addition, gender confusion is ubiquitous on the internet, children’s TV programs and story time at the local library. Will this new generation get indoctrinated at an even younger age than my kids were? How do we undo these ideas once implanted in my grandkid’s minds? It is so concerning. The trans agenda is already infecting the next generation.

How can I handle this psychologically? I now have even more eggshells to walk on. Listening to my other kids refer to their younger brother with his new legal, female name is quite distressing. Having his older sister and brother-in-law (both of whom he admires) affirm his delusion is already heartbreaking for me. But their son doing the same is even worse. Moving this mass hysteria into the next generation of my family feels almost unbearable. This is another big step in erasing my son. Certainly, it is a big step toward rewriting my family history.

I have struggled through these awful years to hang onto my son’s existence in my own mind. Despite his appearance, name change, and affirmation from those around him I have been able to hold onto a sliver of the boy I raised. I am so scared that the sliver will slip away and the hole in my life, in the shape of my son will widen. I should be able to enjoy my precious grandchildren without sadness and resentment. If they are forced by their parents to refer to my son with his trans identity then I’m in a situation where being with them becomes painful. How sad is that?