crossposted from my LJ

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I've not heard from my son in a few weeks and am a bit concerned. He was to have a court hearing on 2 Jan, and I've heard nothing. Last night, I tried to call the friend he was last known to be living with. The number was no good; perhaps a prepaid cell with no minutes. Since I've known this kid since both he and my son were toddlers, I also know his parents. So I called his dad. This was a guy that I have known and trusted. I was coming to him as a concerned parent, trying to find out where my (now-sort-of) adult son had gotten to.

And he proceeded to blame me and specifically my transition for 'ruining my son's life' and 'blowing my God-given opportunity to raise that child'. And of course that choosing transition was so selfish that it destroyed the child.

Ugh.

I'll probably rant on about this more later. I'm feeling really crappy about this right now. I've had my very existence attacked by someone I trusted at least enough to not be such a creep.