Isabella Ayala, a 20-year-old from Florida, recently initiated a lawsuit against the American Academy of Pediatrics (AAP) and her healthcare providers, accusing them of civil conspiracy, fraud, and medical malpractice. Her case, notable for being the first to name the AAP, alleges the organization disseminated misleading information about treating gender-confused children.
Ayala’s journey into gender transition began at 14, amidst mental health challenges and social isolation. She was quickly recommended testosterone injections after a single meeting with a doctor.
This decision, she claims, was made under misrepresented information and undue pressure. The consequences have been severe, including physical pain, mental health struggles, and autoimmune disease, leading her to stop testosterone treatment abruptly in 2020.
Her lawsuit questions the AAP’s “gender-affirming” care model and its implications on young patients like herself.
The cold might nip at your fingers and toes, but the serene beauty of the river is something that warms the soul. It did for me.
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We’re told by geologists (what do they know!) that the New River is the second oldest river in the world, ranking just behind the Nile. I bet you didn’t know that.
Also, I bet you didn’t know the New River has a bit of an identity crisis. You see, the New River is like the runner-up in a ‘World’s Oldest River’ beauty pageant, where the Nile strutted away with the crown, leaving the New to graciously accept the silver medal.
Picture this: the New River, stretching its waters through ole Appalachee, telling its river friends, “You know, I was almost the oldest river in the world, but then the Nile showed up with its pyramids and pharaohs.” It’s like being the second oldest sibling in a family where the oldest gets to boast about being born during a historic event, and all you’ve got is, “Well, I was born on a Tuesday.”
The New River, with its misleading name, seems to be stuck in a perpetual state of existential irony. It’s as if ‘Mother Nature’ named it ‘New’ as a cosmic joke, fully aware that this river has been meandering through ancient landscapes since dinosaurs roamed the earth. (I know it was early American settlers, but that’s not as funny.)
It’s the river equivalent of a person named Tiny who happens to be six and a half feet tall.
So, while the Nile basks in the glory of its ancient status, surrounded by deserts and pyramids, the New River humbly accepts its runner-up position, offering stunning Appalachian scenery and a tranquility that the busy Nile might envy. After all, it’s not all about age; sometimes being ‘new’ (in name, at least) has its own charm!
Time to Rate God’s Beauty (and my attempts to capture it)
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In this video, Helen Joyce, an author, journalist, and campaigner, reacts to a book titled “The Transgender Child.” This book is written by clinicians supporting transgender and non-binary children and includes various quotes from parents. Joyce provides her thoughts on these quotes, often expressing concern about the implications of the parents’ attitudes and actions towards their children’s gender identity.
She questions the wisdom of making irreversible decisions based on the beliefs and desires of very young children and criticizes the role of parents who rely too heavily on their children for guidance on these complex issues.
I have two children myself both are boys….the younger one was a train between age two and four and I am not exaggerating that child was a train. He was a purple train specifically and he called his body parts train parts like not all the time he also knew he was a boy but it was an immersive fiction of the sort that I’ve since met other parents whose children were horses they were dinosaurs they were a lot of trains.
