Hello,
I am at peace with the sudden awakening that three of my bullies from youth have passed away. One was my step Mother, the second was my Cousin, and the Third the father of one of my first girlfriends. I made a $20.00 donation to Susan's Place this month needing to let the dead rest in peace. What does it mean to me as a Transgender Woman who loves to act out, but also has to deal with the fear of being diagnosed Paranoid Schizophrenic and lives with the fear of Transphobia.This may be one more hurdle I won't ever have to cross anymore, and once crossed I may never have to look back, not with the guilt, and shame of settling on being a second rate citizen. Death is a very spiritual experience, and leaves a very spiritual bottomless pit. I never wanted to be bullied, but I lived through it, and in fighting back, I know I am my only greatest resource, that no matter how high and mighty. The shortcomings of bullies is that they won't know what hit them until it is too late. I am just trying to achieve peace, and peace with my maker. God made me Transgender for a reason, or at least half female. I never want to go back to the same mistake to think that someone else has risen so high they can save me from making my own mistakes. it is sick being grateful that family members have passed, but not everyone in my family fits under the umbrella of whom I choose to have in my life. I needed to be understood for being and feeling like a woman, not ridiculed and abused for being queer, different and outside of the norm.
