Topics: Celebrity, Sex and Relationships, Parenting, Social Media
Jason Biggs' soon-to-be ex-wife, Jenny Mollen, has shared a seriously controversial 'toxic dating' remark about her 12-year-old son.
The 47-year-old American actress and writer, whose split from American Pie star Biggs, 48, was confirmed last month (14 May) per Page Six, has come under fire after posting a series of snaps lying on top of her eldest son in bed.
Mollen shared the two photos of her between her 12-year-old son Sid’s legs on her Facebook and Instagram accounts last month (25 May).
The caption, which has since been removed, read: "Your eldest son will be the most toxic guy you ever date."
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TMZ reports that photos shared to Facebook also featured audio from Beyoncé and Jay-Z’s song 03 Bonnie & Clyde.
Critics were quick to rush to the comments to call out Mollen, who also shares eight-year-old Lazlo with Biggs.
"Saw the original post with the original caption. Super weird. And I have boys the same age. And yes, we hug and cuddle, but that caption was creepy AF," hit out one person.
A second penned: "Hugging your kids: Healthy and encouraged. Calling your child your boyfriend and posting photos of you lying between their legs on a bed: Not healthy or encouraged. Your child is not your boyfriend. A boyfriend is a romantic partner."
And a third added: "I have a weird sense of humour and am open to all kinds of dark, gross, twisted jokes, and I truly don’t see how this could possibly be considered 'funny' and not just deeply disturbing."
Mollen's reps have reportedly since addressed the avalanche of backlash with a source close to the mum-of-two telling TMZ: "The picture is nothing more than a mother hugging her 12-year-old son. Anyone inferring anything else should be ashamed of themselves."
The insider put her controversial caption down to Mollen being a comedian.
In a Substack published last month (10 May), titled 'Please. Stay. I want you. I need you. Oh, God', Mollen went into a little further detail about her thoughts on motherhood.
"Call me old-fashioned, but I only want my sons to marry women with dead mothers," she began. "It’s my only shot at staying relevant, of seeming useful, and of winning by comparison. Having boys is a mind f*ck. It builds you up, only to tear you apart."
Mollen continued: "I used to find it insane that my mother-in-law fell apart when Jason told her we were getting married. Now, I understand it had nothing to do with my cat allergy or whether or not I touched her lasagna. I was eating her son, straight out of the fridge, without even asking for a plate."
Sharing her anxieties over eventually 'losing' her children as they grow up, Mollen reflected on how she was 'every mother's nightmare' when she was younger.
"But now karma is going to make me pay in spades!!!! Most likely in the form of some crazy b*tch who is going to weaponise my flaws in therapy and melt all my jewellery. Her mom will be the one to watch the grandkids and join them for family vacations. I’ll be the lonely old woman wandering the Grove on Fairfax, waiting for my five pm table for one at the f*cking Marmalade cafe," she continued writing.
Mollen went on to share that several months ago, her eldest son was texting a 12-year-old girl.
"I could already tell my brand of toxic. She was bossing him around and using big words, and he was utterly spun. I complained to Jason that I wanted to intervene before he got hurt and that she wasn’t even hotter than me," she insisted.
"But Jason insisted I let him make his own mistakes. And objectively, he’s right. But as a mother, you want to shield and protect and fiercely defend the thing you’ve devoted your life to shaping. There is so much anticipatory grief wrapped into motherhood. It will trigger even the most well-adjusted of women. But the abandonment we eventually endure as boy moms is uniquely cruel because it begins as worship. They arrive obsessed. Dependent. Adoring. They think we’re magic. We think we are magic.
"We spend years being the centre of their emotional world, only to slowly watch them build one without us. If we do our job correctly, they leave. That’s sort of the evolution of all things. And maybe that is the harder pill to swallow. Maybe the tragedy of sons is also the gift: the temporary delusion that you can be all things to another person. That there is no competition for their love, no caveats to their devotion."
Speaking about her sons, Mollen concluded the Substack essay, writing: "I pray that at least one of them is gay."
Tyla has reached out to Jenny Mollen's representatives for comment.
