Jack Armstrong (24:33)
No, because it was a gunman. And they didn't want to say that because they are so far down the woke highway in Canada. But all of this is kind of a lead up to what I wanted to get to. And this is so. It's so painful because it's so typical and so obvious to a lot of us what I suffered being transgender. This is an opinion piece written by Soren Eldako in the Wall Street Journal. I'm suing the people who did this to me. And the Texas Supreme Court heard my case this week. When I was 11, I began identifying as transgender. I had gone down a rabbit hole of websites and niche online forums. There, I met a friend, an artist who was 14, whom I admired and looked up to. We both felt different, out of place in society. Born 10 years earlier, we would have been called tomboys. Instead, we writhed under the pressure of the quote, unquote female role. The Internet told us the logical conclusion of that struggle was to identify as boys. I come from a broken home, while my mother and stepfather have always loved me. My stepfather became severely disabled when I was three, leaving me feeling as though I had to raise myself. I eventually reached out to my biological father around a decade later, when he and my stepmother saw my distress and were told by a psychiatrist that this distress was related to my transgender identity, they began to consider the benefits of a affirming me in my transition. Too young to vote, too young to drink, I became immersed in the idea that hormones and surgeries would fix me. At the transgender support group I attended, most of the focus was on who was starting hormones and how it was going for them. I was envious. I wanted the same feeling of affirmation they had. Many of them were on hormones prescribed by a nurse practitioner who attended the group. When I was 17, I went with my stepmother to see that nurse practitioner who prescribed testosterone and estrogen blockers 30 minutes later. These hormones were one of the many medical interventions I pursued in my teens. At 19, I had top surgery, a euphemism for an elective double mastectomy. My surgeon made sure to facilitate my physical transitioning as much as possible, spoon feeding me talking points for insurance coverage. I donned rainbow hair, medical knee braces, and prescription compression socks to my surgery date. I was on more than 10 different medications when I went under the knife. Then she suffered major complications that her surgeon wouldn't see her for. She had to finally go to the emergency room. It was ugly, but kind of off the topic. Although you're mutilating confused adolescents with experimental sex change surgeries, yeah, sometimes they go terribly wrong. It's probably worth considering. But anyway, she writes, I made the decision to face who I really was without the medicine, without the hormones or additional surgeries. Six months after this experience, while taking classes at the University of Texas at Austin, I began to make sense of my transgender identity through the lens of human development, piecing together my turbulent family life and adolescent Internet habits, among other things, it dawned on me that I had never been born in the wrong body. There's no way to be born in the wrong body at all. Today, at 23, I'm giving myself the grace to understand my gifts and purpose. Through this journey of self exploration, I've come to realize how coercive gender identity ideology was for me. Disguising harm as compassion I also realized that sometimes the compassionate response is one that sets firm boundaries. When I sued my medical providers in 2023, holding the line between helping enabling was my aim. In Texas, the statute of limitations for medical malpractice claim is generally two years from the date the malpractice occurred. Unfortunately, people agreed about whether malpractice refers to the action itself or the harm the action causes. She goes into legalese. I'd like to think that these days I'm realistic. I know how the law works. My case could still fail for reasons that have nothing to do with what happened to me. What I experienced at the hand of my nurse practitioner, therapist and surgery team was wrong. People like me deserve justice. I believe that God places burdens on people who can carry them, and I trust that whatever comes next will be made right in time. This young lady who is so mutilated uses the term transgender only in quotes. It is not a legitimate medical diagnosis, never has been. And as the editorialist in the New York Post points out, both our media and some of our woke medical associations ignore all of the mountain of evidence that's like made Europe go completely in the other direction. They just pretend it doesn't exist. It's terrible. You're going to see so many of these suits. Hundreds of them, maybe thousands of them. And as you've expressed, maybe that'll stop the experimentation on confused kids. I would assume it would highly troubling gender bending Madness. Update.
