Transhausens Syndrome: a Post-Pandemic Psychosis

There’s a new syndrome sweeping across post-pandemic America—one so psychologically insidious and socially camouflaged that the medical community won’t touch it. It’s not a virus. It’s not even a physical disease.

It’s a projection.

We call it Transhausens Syndrome.

A modern mutation of Munchausen by proxy, Transhausens occurs when a parent—most often the mother—projects gender confusion onto their child. Not out of hate, but out of psychological need. Out of a desperate hunger to feel seen, validated, and praised in a society where victimhood and virtue have been fused into one.

And in this cultural moment, there is no faster route to social sainthood than being the parent of a trans child. Munchausen by proxy is a well-documented psychiatric condition where a caregiver—again, usually a mother—exaggerates, fabricates, or induces illness in a child to gain sympathy and attention.

Transhausens follows the same logic. But instead of inventing physical ailments, the caregiver reframes their child’s gender identity to secure social status, political validation, and personal purpose. And unlike traditional Munchausen cases, Transhausens is rewarded. Affirmed. Institutionalized. Monetized.

The rise of Transhausens isn’t random. It bloomed in the soil of collective breakdown. The COVID-19 pandemic introduced mass isolation, loss of identity, skyrocketing anxiety, and an obsessive dependence on digital platforms for validation.

In this climate, many women—disconnected from purpose, overstimulated by doomscrolling, and desperate for meaning—found transcendence through ideology. Their children became avatars. Their parenting became performance. And gender became the ultimate algorithm cheat code.

Throughout history, when civilizations begin to collapse, they often become obsessed with two things:

gender inversion and child sacrifice.

In ancient times, these took

took the form of physical offerings to gods of chaos.

Today, the altar is ideological. The blade is symbolic. But the blood is real. A child’s body. A parent’s ego. A society’s silence. Is it too far to suggest this is a new form of ritual?

Maybe. But ask yourself why dissent is treated as blasphemy. Why is it not enough to tolerate—why must we celebrate?

Transhausens Syndrome is not about trans people.

It’s about the psychological collapse of the parent.

It’s about a generation of caregivers whose own wounds were never witnessed—who now seek sainthood by recoding their children into proxies for their pain.

And until we name this syndrome, call it what it is, and start protecting children over ideologies, we will continue to sacrifice innocence on the altar of identity.

Because some mothers aren’t raising children.

They’re raising mirrors.

And they’re shattering them—just to feel whole.

The blade is symbolic. But the blood is real.

A child’s body. A parent’s ego. A society’s silence.

Is it too far to suggest this is a new form of ritual?

Maybe. But ask yourself why dissent is treated as blasphemy.

Why is it not enough to tolerate—why must we celebrate?