I Said ItThe words flew out,after years of denial,repression and prayer.A warm chill consumed my person,as much as a contradiction as I feel.I gasped at what I had done.Why did I do it?Why did I tell HIM??Why am I even asking these questions?For the first time in years,I feel good.Really good!I want to shout it from the top of this little townand yet I feel more repressed than ever.I realize the consequences of my actions,of my words."I'm gay".
A Story Of A PansexualThe Journey of Pansexuality For MeAlot of my life,anything that wasnt hetrosexual was wrong.I struggled,wondering what I really was,while I was raised up around the opposite gender.Soon my doctor told me I devolved a gender identity disorder,which meant I would grow up with the mind of a boy,and the body of a girl..I struggled with it a long time,constantly made fun of at school,constantly alone,I wasnt welcomed by boys because my body was a girl,I wasnt welcomed by girls because my mind was a boy.I was teased about being a hermaphrodite,yet oddly didnt mind..When I found out about what it was,I would listen to them tease me,and then I smile,thinking at least I know what I am now.Each day as I grew,homeschooled since 5th grade,I continued to force myself to love males only.I knew if I didnt,my father would literally harm me,and I would be shunned again.But the more I explored as I got older,I thought maybe I was bisexual,when I tested it,It di
EnoughSmart enoughto pretend to be something I'm notfor my own safetyProud enoughto not bash who I amfor approval
Wake UpWake UpMarch 12, 2014 at 9:11pmCan I have your attention please? I am not going away, but you're welcome to walk out the door. What i have to say, may not be enjoyable. For too many years i have kept quiet. But now i have a microphone, I HAVE A VOICE. There is no escape, I demand and now have your full attentionI am transgender, and I'm here to speak out. I am not doing this for attention, or to trick guys into sleeping with me. We are not sex crazed maniacs. So when you see me in the washroom, shut the fuck up. I'm trying to take a piss, not see up your skirt. Contrary to popular belief, we are human fucking beings.Everyone wants to try me out for just a little but. But what's so hard about taking me home to mom and dad. Good enough for your bed, but not the dinner table. I am not your dirty little secret. You fellows would be surprised at how many of your friends take a pass at me when you're not around. So what's so difficult about keeping that "faggot" to yourself?Know what's