it is a ->-bleeped-<-ty world, and almost everyday I want to die. I think it would be so much easier.
I hate having to justify myself.
I hate feeling like a monster
I hate bigots who force me to defend people like us.
I hate peoples condescending attitude towards my decision to transition.
However, it is people like us that are going to force society to look, to question, and to begin to change.
You are going to do whatever you decide to do. I wont tell you its a bad decision, its just that, a decision.
It is definetley not a solution though.
However I can completely relate to wanting to die.
or feeling as if you will never feel whole.
However, life is short, and eventually you will die, whether by accident, by murder, or by old age.
All suicide does is take you out of the equation, it confirms societies assumptions that we are just mentally ill.
Living, and facing the feeling everyday, and everyday choosing to live and stand up for yourself is what tells society that we are real, and they have to learn to deal with us, that it is them who are ->-bleeped-<-ed up.
No matter what you choose to do, I love you. You are as much a part of me, as I am apart of you.
We all came from the same place, and we will all go back to that place. Whether you die right now, tommorrow, 50 years from now, or if you are already dead, you are a part of this journey.
Do what you must, but please understand that it is a choice and it is not mandatory, and you can choose to live. You can choose to fight, you can choose truth, and love, and live in the positive, or you can choose fear, and despair and be enveloped by the pain, and leave this world nothing but a negative spirit of energy.
God knows Ive lived through both, and I currently am swinging between the two myself.
Dont know what the future holds, but for every one of us who dies, that is one less of us to tell their story. It is one less of us who will be there to help us all push on. It will be one less of us who will be able to force society to progress past the bigotry, past the hatred and past the ignorance.
If it is too painful to live for yourself, I say live for me, so I am not alone, or live for the next trans girl or guy who wants to leave this ->-bleeped-<-ty world. Live out of spite, if after all this you still choose to open that door and walk through it. I love you anyways. I understand no matter what you choose to do <3