Running.
Its not one of my good days today for the mercurial Satinjoy.
Do you ever feel like running? Like getting in a car, leaving your life behind, finding a new one somewhere else? Running away from your old life? Vanishing?
Do you run from your body? Your mind? Your emotions? Your orientation?
Do you run from the reality of what you are up against?
Do you run from the Cis? The MTF or FTM binaries? Being nonbinary?
Do you run from fear?
Do you run from love and intimacy?
Do you run from the God of your understanding?
Do you run from your own family, wanting to hide?
Are you a runner my dears?
I face all of it, but there are days that it drains me to my very core. What I feel about running away, is not what I do, and there are days like today when it takes everything I have to face myself, embrace myself, and be real, and not run. To stand firm, focusing on truth, and drawing on the strength of God, and the strength of you.
I am still terrified of being a transsexual, I won't lie about that. Its big. Physically we know my body is this way, but that I present fluid, or genderqueer.
I spent 50 years running from Satinjoy, but I could not outrun h'er. Sh'e is me.
Blessings.
Satinjoy